The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. 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. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. ‘Ha! Just the person I want. Then his tiny bow mouth opened into an adoring smile.
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