Capitolo 37
"You think that I am beautiful."
The Dr. Alec has looked shone, but he very soberly said
"Are colors of rose, vain?"
"I am afraid I am", he/she answered aside to a back very mild voice the veil
of hair that has hidden the red face.
"That is a sad guilt." And him the sighed as if you/he/she has been distressed to the confession.
"I know that it is, and I try not to be; but people praise me, and I am not able
liking of help it, for me I don't really think that I am repulsive."
The last word and the amusing tone in which it was issued were also
very for the Dr. Alec and him laughed despite him to Rose,
great relief.
"Me enough they agree with you; and in order that you anchor you/he/she can be less
repulsive, I want that you grow as it fine a girl as Phebe."
"Phebe!" and Rose seemed so surprised that his/her uncle almost went
street again.
"Yes, Phebe; for her it has what you need health. If You dear little
girls would only learn what true beauty is, and it would not pinch and it would starve
and he bleaches out so, you would save an immense quantity of time
and money and the pain. A happy soul in a healthy body ago the
the better kind of the beauty for man or woman. You understand that, my
dear?"
"Yes, gentleman", answered Rose, very taken down by this comparison
with the girl from the poor-house. It sadly stung her with the nettle, and her
it showed that it did quickly saying
"I suppose that it would appreciate to have to sweep me and it would wash rubbing, and use
an old brown suit, and it goes round with my sleeves rolled on, as
Phebe?"
"I owe a lot of, if you could work as her ago, and
you show as strong a pair of arm as her it is able. I have not seen a more beautiful
paints for of the time that she did of her this morning, above to
the elbows in lather, singing as a blackbird while she washed rubbing on
the bending of back."
"Well, I think that you are the men of queerest that have ever lived!" it was everybody
Rose could find to say after this show of bad taste.
"I have not started to show he/she anchors her/it my strangeness, so you have to do on