Chapter 19: The Girl Madge

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌⁠Customers were at the counter of the shop, and these rational figures, together with the piles of cabbages, the sacks of potatoes, the pale small oranges here and there, the dominant smell of red herrings, denied the lurking of an angelical presence behind them.

Sarah Winch and a boy served at the counter. Sarah led the Mr. Woodseers into a corner knocked off the shop and called a room. Below the t