My ostensible errand on this occasion was to get measured for a pair of shoes; so I discharged that business first, and when it was done, I stepped across the clean and quiet little street from the shoemaker's to the post-office: it was kept by an old dame, who wore horn spectacles on her nose, and black mittens on her hands.
Le prétexte de ma course ce jour-là était de me commander une paire de souliers; ce fut donc la première chose que je fis. Puis, quittant la petite rue propre et tranquille du cordonnier, je me dirigeai vers le bureau de poste.