The other day I went to the fountain, and found a young servant-girl,
who had set her pitcher on the lowest step, and looked around to see if
one of her companions was approaching to place it on her head. I ran
down, and looked at her. “Shall I help you, pretty lass?” said I. She
blushed deeply. “Oh, sir!” she exclaimed. “No ceremony!” I replied. She
adjusted her head-gear, and I helped her. She thanked me, and ascended
the steps.
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