who will
repay you
whatever
it costs
you.” He
gave Mme.
Oreille a
slip of
paper, who
took it,
got up and
went out,
thanking
him, for
she was in
a hurry to
escape
lest he
should
change his
mind. She
went
briskly
through
the
streets,
looking
out for a
really
good
umbrella
maker, and
when she
found a
shop which
appeared
to be a
first-class
one, she
went in,
and said,
confidently
“I want
this
umbrella
recovered
in silk,
good silk.
Use the
very best
