Capitolo 90
"You don't waste Your pity Miss Florence. Ruth reads better a newspaper
what some woman that me I have ever known. I have felt her doing him/it to the old man,
getting through to send news, money-market and politics in fine
style. I would not offer his/her money if I were you, although it is some kind
thought. These people have a honest pride in to earn things for
them, and I respect them for him", it added the Mr. Wallace.
"Dear me! I owe soon as you think to a captain of sand that has the pride as
one of these fishy people in this small stupid place", it observed Mr.
Fred, passing his/her legs to the shade as the clear one of creeping moon
started to reveal the horrendous boots.
"Because not? I think that they has more to be proud of, these they face,
honest people, independent, that many that never earn a cent and
round perfect on the money their fathers extended of meat of pig rum,,
or--some other rather unpleasant business" or disreputable, says
Heads John, with the sparkling in his/her eye as him it changed the end of
his/her sentence, for the "brines" of word was on its lips when Aunt
The rapid touch of Mary checked him/it. Of the saucy girl laughed, and the Mr. Fred
him twisted, for him it was known well that his/her respectable grandfather
who he didn't mention you/he/she had ever done his/her great fortune in a
brine-factory.
"All of us rise from the mud in a sense, and all can be good-looking
flowers if we choose before we return, after being in bloom to mature ours,
seeds to the fund of the water where we started", Miss said Scott
refined voice, slightly seeming after the masculines.
"I like that idea! Thanks, Aunt Mary to give me such beautiful
images to add to my love for water-lilies. I will remember him/it, and
you try to be a beautiful, not some ashamed to possess that I came from
honest escort of grower", the thoughtful girl that had learned exclaimed
to know and to love the dessert wise woman that was so maternal to everybody,
girls.
"Feel! feel!" Heads weeping John, of heart; for him it was very proud of
its his/her own brave name held clean and bright through a long line of