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. She tried to be casual. She handled it half fearfully, and set it carefully down again. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet.
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