The Importance of a Good Dinner

My ostensible errand on this occasion was to get measured for a pair of shoes, so i discharged that business first. When it was done, i stepped across the clean and quiet little street from the shoemaker's to the post office. It was kept by an old dame who wore horn spectacles on her nose and black mittens on her hands. Are there any letters for j e, i asked. There are no more, said she. And i put it in my pocket and turned my face homeward. I could not open it. Then, rules obliged me to be back by eight, and it was already half past sven. Various duties awaited me at home

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