My feet on a slippery oilcloth as cold as ice. After about twenty
minutes (it seemed three hours and a half)--he came
in with a coat over his arm! _Agatha's coat_! I nearly swooned! ... "Now
you don't say so--really! Your sister's? And I made so sure it was yours!
Isn't
that curious, now? I may say I have been in the tailoring trade, man and boy, for a
matter
of twenty years, an' I never knew such a thing to occur before! Of course it
wouldn't be any use saying I could make another
by Wednesday, for I should only disappoint,
but if Miss Hagatha was to run
over, such a thing as this hafternoon, she could have 'er's 'ome
in the place of yours." ... I got home _somehow_, I don't know how, for my mind
was a blank, fell into bed, and lay prostrate until the next day, when hope revived once
more. If the worst came to the worst, I was sure of a new voile dress which Miss Green was
making,
and the old coat and skirt would do very well
for the mornings. The voile dress promised to be charming, for she really makes very well
when she likes; so I felt restored to equanimity,
until at eleven o'clock, behold a small girl, to see Miss C Rendell--"Oh, if--
you--please--Miss Green--says--as--she's--two--yards--short--of--the--
material--and--could--you--make--it--convenient--to--get--it--to-day?" My brain
reeled! As soon as I had sufficiently recovered, I rushed round to see her myself.
"You _told_ me you only needed twelve
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