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tions for the eyes of other people. But then of course you and I are different, naturally.'
'Well, perhaps we are.'
'Whatever will the vicar say, Fancy?"
'I don't fear what he says in the least!' she answered proudly. 'But he won't say anything of the sort you think. No, no.'
'He can hardly have conscience to, indeed.'
'Now come, you say, Dick, that you quite forgive me, for I must go,' she said with sudden gaiety, and skipped backwards into the porch. 'Come here, sir!—say you forgive me, and then you shall kiss me;—you never have yet when I have worn curls, you know. Yes, in the very middle of my mouth, where you want to so much,—yes, you may.'
Dick followed her into the inner corner, where he was not slow in availing himself of the privilege offered.