It really seemed as if the You’re Killin’ me smalls shirt visage of the House of the Seven Gables, black and heavy browed as it still certainly looked, must have shown a kind of cheerfulness glimmering through its dusky windows, as Phoebe passed to and fro in the interior. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how the people of the neighborhood so soon became aware of the girl’s presence. There was a great run of custom, setting steadily in, from about ten o’clock until towards noon, relaxing, somewhat, at dinner time, but recommencing in the afternoon, and, finally, dying away a half an hour or so before the long day’s sunset.
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One of the You’re Killin’ me smalls shirt patrons was little, the devourer of and the elephant, who to day had signalized his omnivorous prowess by swallowing two dromedaries and a locomotive. Phoebe laughed, as she summed up her aggregate of sales upon the slate, while, first drawing on a pair of silk gloves, reckoned over the sordid accumulation of copper coin, not without silver intermixed, that had jingled into the till. We must renew our stock, cried the little saleswoman.The gingerbread figures are all gone, and so are those wooden milkmaids, and most of our other playthings.