Capitolo 14
spell lowered, Polly started to feel himself/herself/themselves inconvenient, to be
sure his/her mother would not like to have there her, and to desire her
you/he/she had not come. Somehow, things seemed to get worse and worse, as
the play followed; for our small spectator you/he/she was quickly being
illuminated by the going of gossip on all around her, as from her
own rapid eyes and childish instincts. When four-and-twenty girls,
suit as jockeys, came feathering above to the stage, while breaking them
whips, stamping the heels of their topboots and making the occhiolino to the
public, Polly didn't think entirely of it to amusing, but it seemed disgusted,
and it was happy when they had gone; but when another set appeared
in a custom that consists of wings of gauze, and some fringes of gold
you round off the life, Polly out fashion and poor man he/she didn't know whether to do;
for her it felt him frightened and indignant, and he/she sat with his/her eyes on
his/her placard and his/her cheeks that more heat they become and more heat each
minute.
"What is you/he/she blushing so for?" Asked Fanny as the painted sylphs
enfeebled.
"Me 'the so ashamed meter of those girls", whispered Polly, taking a long
breath of the relief.
"You the small goose, it 'alone s the way that was done to Paris and the
to dance is splendid. It seems strange for before; but You 'll is used
it, as I did."
"Me 'll ever come again", said Polly, clearly; for her innocent
nature rebelled him against the show that, as he/she anchors, it gave her more
pain that the pleasure. You didn't know how easy you/he/she would have been used
to him", as Fanny; and it was well for her that temptation was
not he/she often offered. You could not explain the feeling; but she was
happy when the play was made, and they was sure in house, where
kind grandmother was waiting for comfortably seeing them in bed.
"Did it have a good time, dear?" she asked, while looking at Polly
feverish cheeks and excited eyes.
"I don't desire to be ill-mannered, but I didn't do, answered Polly. "Some of him
it was splendid; but very it made me want to go under the