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Always
when
any
one
offered
me
an
agreement
,
a
receipt
,
I
only
shook
my
head
and
said
:
No
,
thank
you
!
God
knows
I
did
.
But
still
the
woman
failed
to
comprehend
it
.
I
had
recourse
to
other
expedients
--
spoke
sharply
,
and
bade
a
truce
to
all
nonsense
.
Had
it
never
happened
to
her
before
that
any
one
had
paid
her
in
advance
in
this
manner
?
I
inquired
--
I
meant
,
of
course
,
people
who
could
afford
it
--
for
example
,
any
of
the
consuls
?
Never
?
Well
,
I
could
not
be
expected
to
suffer
because
it
happened
to
be
a
strange
mode
of
procedure
to
her
.
It
was
a
common
practice
abroad
.
She
had
perhaps
never
been
outside
the
boundaries
of
her
own
country
?
No
?
Just
look
at
that
now
!
In
that
case
,
she
could
of
course
have
no
opinion
on
the
subject
;
...
and
I
took
several
more
cakes
from
the
table
.
She
grumbled
angrily
,
refused
obstinately
to
give
up
any
more
of
her
stores
from
off
the
table
,
even
snatched
a
piece
of
cake
out
of
my
hand
and
put
it
back
into
its
place
.
I
got
enraged
,
banked
the
table
,
and
threatened
to
call
the
police
.
I
wished
to
be
lenient
with
her
,
I
said
.
Were
I
to
take
all
that
was
lawfully
mine
,
I
would
clear
her
whole
stand
,
because
it
was
a
big
sum
of
money
that
I
had
given
to
her
.
But
I
had
no
intention
of
taking
so
much
,
I
wanted
in
reality
only
half
the
value
of
the
money
,
and
I
would
,
into
the
bargain
,
never
come
back
to
trouble
her
again
.
Might
God
preserve
me
from
it
,
seeing
that
that
was
the
sort
of
creature
she
was
...
.
At
length
she
shoved
some
cakes
towards
me
,
four
or
five
,
at
an
exorbitant
price
,
the
highest
possible
price
she
could
think
of
,
and
bade
me
take
them
and
begone
.
I
wrangled
still
with
her
,
persisted
that
she
had
at
least
cheated
me
to
the
extent
of
a
shilling
,
besides
robbing
me
with
her
exorbitant
prices
.
"
Do
you
know
there
is
a
penalty
for
such
rascally
trickery
,
"
said
I
;
"
God
help
you
,
you
might
get
penal
servitude
for
life
,
you
old
fool
!
"
She
flung
another
cake
to
me
,
and
,
with
almost
gnashing
teeth
,
begged
me
to
go
.
And
I
left
her
.
Ha
!
a
match
for
this
dishonest
cake-vendor
was
not
to
be
found
.
The
whole
time
,
whilst
I
walked
to
and
fro
in
the
market-place
and
ate
my
cakes
,
I
talked
loudly
about
this
creature
and
her
shamelessness
,
repeated
to
myself
what
we
both
had
said
to
one
another
,
and
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
had
come
out
of
this
affair
with
flying
colours
,
leaving
her
nowhere
.
I
ate
my
cakes
in
face
of
everybody
and
talked
this
over
to
myself
.
The
cakes
disappeared
one
by
one
;
they
seemed
to
go
no
way
;
no
matter
how
I
ate
I
was
still
greedily
hungry
.
Lord
,
to
think
they
were
of
no
help
!
I
was
so
ravenous
that
I
was
even
about
to
devour
the
last
little
cake
that
I
had
decided
to
spare
,
right
from
the
beginning
,
to
put
it
aside
,
in
fact
,
for
the
little
chap
down
in
Vognmandsgade
--
the
little
lad
who
played
with
the
paper
streamers
.
I
thought
of
him
continually
--
could
n't
forget
his
face
as
he
jumped
and
swore
.
He
had
turned
round
towards
the
window
when
the
man
spat
down
on
him
,
and
he
had
just
looked
up
to
see
if
I
was
laughing
at
him
.
God
knows
if
I
should
meet
him
now
,
even
if
I
went
down
that
way
.
I
exerted
myself
greatly
to
try
and
reach
Vognmandsgade
,
passed
quickly
by
the
spot
where
I
had
torn
my
drama
into
tatters
,
and
where
some
scraps
of
papers
still
lay
about
;
avoided
the
policeman
whom
I
had
amazed
by
my
behaviour
,
and
reached
the
steps
upon
which
the
laddie
had
been
sitting
.
He
was
not
there
.
The
street
was
almost
deserted
--
dusk
was
gathering
in
,
and
I
could
not
see
him
anywhere
.
Perhaps
he
had
gone
in
.
I
laid
the
cake
down
,
stood
it
upright
against
the
door
,
knocked
hard
,
and
hurried
away
directly
.
He
is
sure
to
find
it
,
I
said
to
myself
;
the
first
thing
he
will
do
when
he
comes
out
will
be
to
find
it
.
And
my
eyes
grew
moist
with
pleasure
at
the
thought
of
the
little
chap
finding
the
cake
.
