These, indeed, stood in no need of her bounty--as she no doubt observed--since they were being plentifully supplied by others.
Having thus emptied her basket, she called her negro, and without another word or so much as another glance at Peter Blood, swept out of the place with her head high and chin thrust forward.
Peter watched her departure.

Then he fetched a sigh.
It startled him to discover that the thought that he had incurred her anger gave him concern.

It could not have been so yesterday.

It became so only since he had been vouchsafed this revelation of her true nature.
"Bad cess to it now, it serves me right.

It seems I know nothing at all of human nature.