Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. I declare I'm almost afraid to go to the door. "What is it?" "The night," she answered.
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