That Mr. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel.
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