A RICH Woman having returned from abroad disembarked at the foot of
Knee-deep Street, and was about to walk to her hotel through the
mud.

  "Madam," said a Policeman, "I cannot permit you to do that; you
would soil your shoes and stockings."

  "Oh, that is of no importance, really," replied the Rich Woman,
with a cheerful smile.

  "But, madam, it is needless; from the wharf¹ to the hotel, as you
observe, extends an unbroken line of prostrate² newspaper men who
crave³ the honour of having you walk upon them."

  "In that case," she said, seating herself in a doorway⁴ and
unlocking her satchel⁵, "I shall have to put on my rubber boots."

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