She was so dainty a little figure that the bare-armed women in the doors of the lands and closes turned and looked after her with enjoyment untinged even with envy. They scratched their elbows and commented on her points with complacent understanding. "None o' your ten-and-six carriage paid in that lot, I'm thinking, Mrs. O'Neill," said one.
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She was so dainty a little figure that the bare-armed women in the doors of the lands and closes turned and looked after her with enjoyment untinged even with envy. They scratched their elbows and commented on her points with complacent understanding. "None o' your ten-and-six carriage paid in that lot, I'm thinking, Mrs. O'Neill," said one.
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