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A
young
lady
in
a
grey
gown
with
black
trimming
came
out
and
opened
the
door
.
She
looked
for
a
moment
in
astonishment
at
me
,
then
shook
her
head
and
said
:
"
No
,
we
have
not
got
anything
today
,
"
and
she
made
a
feint
to
close
the
door
.
What
induced
me
to
thrust
myself
in
this
creature
's
way
?
She
took
me
without
further
ado
for
a
beggar
.
I
got
cool
and
collected
at
once
.
I
raised
my
hat
,
made
a
respectful
bow
,
and
,
as
if
I
had
not
caught
her
words
,
said
,
with
the
utmost
politeness
:
"
I
hope
you
will
excuse
me
,
madam
,
for
ringing
so
hard
,
the
bell
was
new
to
me
.
Is
it
not
here
that
an
invalid
gentleman
lives
who
has
advertised
for
a
man
to
wheel
him
about
in
a
chair
?
"
She
stood
awhile
and
digested
this
mendacious
invention
and
seemed
to
be
irresolute
in
her
summing
up
of
my
person
.
"
No
!
"
she
said
at
length
;
"
no
,
there
is
no
invalid
gentleman
living
here
.
"
"
Not
really
?
An
elderly
gentleman
--
two
hours
a
day
--
sixpence
an
hour
?
"
"
No
!
"
"
Ah
!
in
that
case
,
I
again
ask
pardon
,
"
said
I.
