Missus Dilbur

Laundress threw her bundle on the floor and sat down in a flaunting manner. She crossed her elbows on her knees and looked with bold defiance at the other two. A seal or two, a pencil case, a pair of sleeve buttons and a brooch of no great value were all. They were severally examined and appraised by old joe, who chalked the sums. He was disposed to give for each upon the wall and added them up into a total when he found there was nothing more to come.