" And he raised it in his arms. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. He knew not what to say, or what to do; and his confusion was increased by the threatening gestures and furious looks of the ruffians in his immediate vicinity. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. “You are quite right, I think. " "Pray do so, Madam," retorted Mrs.
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