tom Comes home

    tOM o arrive early in ternoon, and ttering  besides Maggies e enougo be expected; for if Mrs tulliver rong feeling, it  t quick lige of t, and  likely to respect Mrs tullivers curls and cap-strings, sside tting all t lad! But, Lord  never a collar on; its been lost on t t.

    Mrs tulliver stood  on one leg and tom descended from ticence as to tender emotions, `, are you there?

    Nevertted to be kissed  and t o fis to-morroeen years of age, look as muc broe nose and eye-broo discern anyt ter of boy as possible from poor Maggies pure seemed to  decided intention. But t same Nature self under t simple people te ly preparing a refutation of t prop so turn off by t rigid inflexible purposes, some of  unmodifiable cers, and trative, rebellious girl may after all turn out to be a passive being compared e bit of masculinity erminate features.

    `Maggie, said tom, confidentially, taking o a corner, as soon as  to examine aken off t from t kno in my pockets - nodding ery.

    `No, said Maggie. `odgy tom! Is it marls (marbles) - or cobnuts? Maggies  sank a little, because tom al  those games - she played so badly.

    `Marls! no - Ive stle fellos are no fun, you silly, only  see  of -.

    ` is it? said Maggie, in a  of yellow.

    `s... a... new... guess, Maggie!

    `O, I cant guess, tom, said Maggie, impatiently.

    `Dont be a spitfire, else I  tell you, said tom, ting o , and looking determined.

    `No, tom, said Maggie,