Capitolo 66
opposite, and it lingered there enough along to read anything that
excited his/her curiosity.
"What is it?" Asked Tom, forgetting his/her honorable resolutions for a
minute.
"You say, 'I try to like Tom, and when he is pleasant we do many
well; but he is not so long. He finds cross and it makes rough, and
discourteous to his/her father and mother, and it torments us girls, and it is
so horrid me almost the hate. It 'very wrong s, but I cannot help him/it.'
How does it like that?" Asked Fanny.
"Goes on, and sees how she comes down on you, ma'am" ritorgè
Tom on that you/he/she had read some.
"Ago?" It is Fanny it continued, quickly: "As for Fan, I don't do,
you think us we can be friends some more; for her it told his/her father a lie, and
it won't forgive me for so also not to do. I thought a lot of her a
excellent girl; but I don't now do. If her pits as her it was when me before
the wiseacre, I should love only her the same; but she is not kind to me;
and although she is always speaking of the gentleness, I don't think that it is
kind to treat society as her it does me. You think that I am odd and
countrified, and I challenge says me I am; but I should not laugh to a girl
suits because she was poor, or it holds out her some way because
she didn't do in the moment in which the other girls do here. I see her/it to do amusing of me,
and I cannot feel as I did; and me 'ds go home, only it would seem
ungrateful to the Mr. Shaw and grandmother, and I love dearly them."
"I say me, you Wave him, You 'you they now found him/it. Closes the book and comes away,"
Cried Tom, enjoying this broadside immensely, but feeling himself/herself/itself guilty,
how good him.
"Only one the more bit", whispered Fanny, turning on a page or two,
and stopping to a leaf as which you/he/she has been stained here and there if you hurt torn
you/he/she had allowed to fall on him.
"Domenica morning, soon. Nobody has to spoil on my calm time and me
owes. writes my diary, for me 'is lately you so bad, I could not be born
to do him/it. Me 'gladiolus of meter that my visit is made more, for things you worry here me,