They lost a whole day in the sixth week to a fabric that came in wrong.
That is the ordinary catastrophe of that industry: eleven hundred metres of a double-faced wool ordered in the January from a mill in Biella, delivered on a Tuesday in the wrong weight, and there are four weeks to Paris and there is no other cloth.
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