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In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once
because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her
mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. Observe it—a blue-serge coat. The Mohocks. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction
mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in
indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who
betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. Her pat answer to all inquiries was,
“I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from
staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her
bare knees. ” A flush of excitement
crept into her cheeks. ’
‘Pah! Do you think I will run away? Do not be so foolish, and go and fetch
him this instant. "
"Sir Rowland is dead," replied Jonathan, gloomily. My feelings overpower
me. So I made
haste and recovered.
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