aggie paused in aggering a little, `O no, it doesnt make me giddy. Luke, may I go into th you?

    Maggie loved to linger in t spaces of ten came out o a soft  made  e din, ting motion of t stones giving  trollable force, te poening all surfaces and making ts look like faery lace- pure scent of to make Maggie feel t ttle  from side everyday life. t of speculation ions outside t case t be a painful difficulty in tercourse: a fat and floury spider, accustomed to take ed  suffer a little at a cousins table  be mutually s eac t of t opmost story - tc  on and slide doinually. S of taking tion as so anding, as her did.

    Per it necessary to recover ion  occasion, for, as s sliding on t t sce in mill-society,

    `I t the Bible, did you, Luke?

    `Nay, Miss - an not muc, said Luke,  frankness. `Im no reader, I arnt.

    `But if I lent you one of my books, Luke? Ive not got any very pretty books t o read; but t;Pugs tour of Europequot; - t ell you all about t sorts of people in t understand tures c, and smoking, you knoting on a barrel.

    `Nay, Miss, In no opinion o Dutc muc them.

    `But tures, Luke -  our felloures.

    `Not mucurs, I ter, as o say, says   brinin, Im a Dutc c door. Nay, nay, I arnt goin to bot Dutc lookin i books for em.

    `O edly decided vie Dutc;Animated Naturequot; better - ts not Dutc eleps, and kangaroos, and t cat, and tting on its tail - I forget its name. tries full of tures, instead of  you like to kno them, Luke?