The wind brought it me.' I met her eyes fully.
'I thank you, sir,' said she.
'The wind brought it me,' I repeated.

'May I not take it for an omen?
You have an English proverb, "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good."' 'Well,' she said, with a smile, '"One good turn deserves another." I will see what you have.' She followed me to where my wares were spread out under lee of a piece of cannon.
'Alas, mademoiselle!' said I, 'I am no very perfect craftsman.

This is supposed to be a house, and you see the chimneys are awry.

You may call this a box if you are very indulgent; but see where my tool slipped! Yes, I am afraid you may go from one to another, and find a flaw in everything.

_Failures for Sale_ should be on my signboard.