Capitolo 48
"Sylvia left his/her scissors in the pergola, and _I_ cannot find them."
"_She will find them to-tomorrow."
"If theirs become wet, you know, they will rust."
"I hold anything to take rust street."
"Georgian, I have anything to tell him on Sylvia."
"Thing? What did you kiss her/it?"
"N--OR! Not _that_, precisely!"
"Good-night!"
May 21. Again I asked to Georgian to be mine. I am a perfect fool
around her. But her my way is finally coming--God blesses her/it!
May 24. I renewed my suit to Georgian.
May 27. I implored Georgian to feel me.
May 28. For the last time I offered my hand in marriage to the
Miss older Cobb. I am now done forever with her. I am not foolish.
May 29. Oh, _damn_ her Mrs. Walters!
XVI
This morning, on June 3d, I went out to choose the first dish
of strawberries for my breakfast. As I was bending down me me it felt
a timid voice, happy to the window as the echo of one year ago:
"Is it the gardener?"
As Georgian if won't get married me, if she did only alone me!
"Is old man, the gardener?"
"Yes, I am the gardener. Me _know_ what is _you_."
"How much does he/she ask Your strawberries?"
"They comes tall. _Nothing_ of mine has to be in expectancy as convenient as
you/he/she has been."
"I am so happy--for Your cause. I should like to possess _something_
of the Your, but I suppose that now everything is too much tall."
"Completely too much tall!"
"If I had been able to only foresee that there would be an increase of
appraise! As for me, I have felt, that I am lately becoming more convenient.
I can have soon away to _give_ me. If I only knew about some one
who loved the lowest animals."
"The fox, for example?"
"Yes; You know about some one of what it would accept the present a
fox?"
"Ahem! I would not mind to have a fox of _tame_. I don't take care of a lot
for wild foxes."
"Oh, this one would become domestic--in duration."
"I don't believe that I currently know only about some one."
"Very well. Sylvia will find the tallest mark of arithmetic. And