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He laid a hand on the fair head, then hastily bent over the paper.
"I was pleased, Roger, because I didn't know that dressmakers or their sewing-girls ever cared for the people they work for; and what do you think she went on to say? -- ‘Madame, don't go to a second-class establishment. I know you like first-class things. Come to me when you want a gown, and it shall be given to you at cost price, with just a trifle to satisfy you for my work' -- wasn't that sweet in her, Roger? I just caught her hand and squeezed it, and then she laid a finger on her lips -- ‘Not a word of this to any one, madame. ' I sent her a basket of flowers the next day."