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Maggie started a little on being roused from her reverie, and said, Franck Ribery Drakter “What?” Philip repeated his question.
“Oh, yes, better,” she answered immediately. “No, not better; because I don’t think I could love you better than Tom. But I should be so Yann Sommer Drakter sorry — so sorry for you.”
Philip colored; he Alberto Moreno Drakter had meant to imply, would she love him as well in spite of his deformity, and yet when she alluded to it so plainly, he winced under her pity. Maggie, young as she was, felt her mistake. Hitherto she had instinctively behaved as if she were quite unconscious of Philip’s deformity; her own keen sensitiveness and experience under family criticism sufficed to teach her this as well as if she had been directed by the most finished breeding.
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“Oh, no, I sha’n’t forget you, I’m sure,” said Maggie, shaking her head very seriously. “I never forget anything, and I think about everybody when I’m away Manchester United Dzieci 16/17 from them. I think about poor Yap; he’s got a lump DaMarcus Beasley Drakter in his throat, and Luke says he’ll die. Only don’t you tell Tom. because it will vex him so. You never saw Yap; he’s a queer little dog — nobody cares about him Jakub Blaszczykowski Drakter but Tom and me.”
“Do you care as much about me as you do about Yap, Maggie?” said Philip, smiling rather sadly.
“Oh, yes, I should think so,” said Maggie, laughing.
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“Why do you like my eyes?” said Maggie, well pleased. She had never heard any one but her father speak of her eyes as if they had merit.
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“Should you like me to kiss you, as I do Tom? I will, if you like.”
“Yes, very much; nobody kisses me.”
Maggie put her arm round his neck and kissed him quite earnestly.
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