F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams
Capitolo 22
in the passage: "she thinks more to give is intrigued on the hair of it Annexes,
what her ago around taking he/she takes care of him of mine. Well, I won't get cross-me
don't want! Poor Clotilda, I like she; I cannot help him/it; it is anybody more
what a disposition that she should show so a lot of promptness for her
child: we would do the same." You/he/she had just sent forth him these words,
when the beautiful woman that we have described in the preceding chapter
raced from his/her box, through the enclosure, in the mansion. "Where it is
young Miss Franconia?" she asks; glances with hurry around, it ascends
the steps, greet Franconia with a fervent shakes some hand,
it starts repairing his/her hair. There is a similarity marked in them
expressions: it wakes up our reflections. If Clotilda had exhibited
that exactness of toilet for which Franconia is celebrated,
she would excel in his/her attractions. There was the same oval face,
the same curved eyebrows; there was the same Greek contour of
characteristics, the same brusquely flanked nose; there was gently the same
you cut mouth, while disclosing white, teeth of pearly; the same eyes, now
burning with feeling, and again melancholy, pointing out thought and
tenderness; there was classically the same they shaped bust a shoulder,
slightly converging, of beautiful olive enriched from a dark mole.
Clotilda is able fain you/they have kissed Franconia, but she doesn't challenge.
"Clotilda, you have to take him the good care of me while I make my visit. Only
exactly makes my hair, and I will see that Uncle it finds a new suit for
You when he goes to the city. If Uncle only got married, as
very happier it would be", it says Franconia, while looking at Clotilda the
while.
"And me, too,-I would be happier!" Clotilda responds, while her remaining
arm on the back of Franconia you/they are hanging chair, as they supposed his/her eyes a
melancholy flashes. You the heaved a sigh.
"You could not be happy to You; You is taken care of well for;
Uncle will never see her want; but you have to be happy when I come,