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"
O
,
but
I
did
n't
!
"
"
Did
n't
she
say
that
?
"
"
Yes
.
I
heard
her
.
"
"
0
,
there
's
a.
.
.
fib
!
"
Observing
me
the
young
lady
came
over
and
asked
me
did
I
wish
to
buy
anything
.
The
tone
of
her
voice
was
not
encouraging
;
she
seemed
to
have
spoken
to
me
out
of
a
sense
of
duty
.
I
looked
humbly
at
the
great
jars
that
stood
like
eastern
guards
at
either
side
of
the
dark
entrance
to
the
stall
and
murmured
:
"
No
,
thank
you
.
"
The
young
lady
changed
the
position
of
one
of
the
vases
and
went
back
to
the
two
young
men
They
began
to
talk
of
the
same
subject
.
Once
or
twice
the
young
lady
glanced
at
me
over
her
shoulder
.
I
lingered
before
her
stall
,
though
I
knew
my
stay
was
useless
,
to
make
my
interest
in
her
wares
seem
the
more
real
.
Then
I
turned
away
slowly
and
walked
down
the
middle
of
the
bazaar
.
I
allowed
the
two
pennies
to
fall
against
the
sixpence
in
my
pocket
.
I
heard
a
voice
call
from
one
end
of
the
gallery
that
the
light
was
out
.
The
upper
part
of
the
hall
was
now
completely
dark
.
Gazing
up
into
the
darkness
I
saw
myself
as
a
creature
driven
and
derided
by
vanity
;
and
my
eyes
burned
with
anguish
and
anger
.
