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Here, however, the shopwoman's stream of gossip was arrested by the arrival of a new customer. Bridget was not sorry. She had not been at all interested in the Farrells' idiosyncrasies; and she only watched their preparations for departure now, for lack of something to do. The chauffeur was waiting beside the car, and Miss Farrell got in first, taking the front seat.
The girl looked inquisitively at the hidden face, and answered: "Yes, Miss Stuart had come." "I wish to see her particularly, and in private, for a few moments. Can you manage it for me?" She slipped a sovereign into the shopwoman's hand. There was a second curious look at the tall, veiled lady, but the sovereign was accepted. A side door opened, and she was shown into an empty room.
Entering the little shop, she found another occupant besides herself preparing to receive a small budget of papers from the shopwoman's hands. "No letters to-day, Miss Latimer; only these papers," the girl was saying as Edith stepped towards the counter. "Good-morning, Miss Blake; we are glad to see you amongst us again."
Convinced now, womanlike, that this particular blouse was the blouse she desired above all other blouses the American woman opened her purse and indicated that she was prepared to buy at the shopwoman's own valuation, without the privilege of examination.
"And my dog isn' a nasty cur; it only shows your ignorance. Be quiet, 'Dolph!" She had to turn and shake her crutch at Godolphus, who, perceiving his mistress's line of action, at once, in his impulsive Irish way, barked defiance at the shopwoman. But the shopwoman's eyes rested on the crutch, and the sight of it appeared to mollify her. "My gracious!
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