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• 1In the morning I asked a young Indian, who was wet to the
• 2didn’t mind about it not being thoroughbred; its mother
• 3the money if they’ll make up to you a bit for them as
• 4“Keepsake” and six or seven numbers of a “Portrait
• 5bivouacked near us. They had no shelter during the rain.
• 6chap, Mr. Tom is; he took to growin’ i’ the legs, an’
• 7that never part are apt to create impatience even in the
• 8at you.’ Not but I like a bit o’ breed myself, but
• 9barter. Money was scarcely worth anything, but their eagerness
• 10she had become reconciled to, in spite of its refusal to
• 11Tom’s probable savings were to be added. On this one
• 12and how was she to do well in life? She had a poor chance
• 13Max crossed the threshold hard upon her heels. Three descending
• 14to buy it for you, an’ then I bought the books full o’
• 15to count as anybody, present an embarrassing negation of
• 16not stay to meals, and the constraint caused by Mr. Tulliver’s
• 17up the steps, depositing her there with her back to the
• 18Hall there. My eyes! I wonder what the chaps wear as go
• 19business. He could not be reconciled with his lot. There
• 20and discontent, to whose faces a smile becomes so strange
• 21damp freshness in the air of the passage, and a sort of
• 22turning half round he said, “I’ll leave off that trick
• 23who had accepted a composition from him. To save something
• 24on the ground out o’ door, dressed like the ladies I’n
• 25golden dragon. Max pulled the keys from his pocket, and
• 26their food and firing; and he would eat nothing himself
• 27pet child, and, in general, would have been much better
• 28‘ud like to get their flannel for nothing, an’ ‘ud
• 29reason we have seen so many parrots lately; the cheucau
• 30Under all this grim melancholy and narrowing concentration
• 31the wretchedness of doing something irretrievably disgraceful.
• 32nor the distant horizon, but only future scenes of home-sorrow.
• 33December 1st. — We steered for the island of Lemuy. I
• 34and aunts paid only short visits now; of course, they could
• 35it’s stuck by me as if it was a pictur hingin’ before
• 36have been wickedness, to her mind, to have run counter
• 37Korak fast was becoming but a memory. That he was dead
• 38couldn’t rightly call anything their own. She murmured
• 39is out of pocket by me is to be looked at through the serene
• 40away from market, he refused all invitations to stay and
• 41sought her out. She did not know that he had even better
• 42but what was of the coarsest quality. Tom, though depressed
• 43he felt considerable shyness in talking to a young lass
• 44“Keepsake” and six or seven numbers of a “Portrait
• 45Max realized that he must lower his head if he would follow.
• 46Apparently, however, they were not the object to which
• 47wigs — Parlament genelmen, I reckon. An’ here,” he
• 48it’s stuck by me as if it was a pictur hingin’ before
• 49in all the finer points of big game hunting. Of an evening
• 50she had become reconciled to, in spite of its refusal to