er,Niger Drakt, consented to the vain decoration, and showed a queenly head above her old frocks, steadily refusing, however, to look at herself in the glass. Mrs. Tulliver liked to call the father’s attention to Maggie’s hair and other unexpected virtues, but he had a brusk reply to give.
“I knew well enough what she’d be, before now — it’s nothing new to me. But it’s a pity she isn’t made o’ commoner stuff; she’ll be thrown away,UGG Mężczyźni Czyścibut, I doubt — there’ll be nobody to marry her as is fit for her.”
And Maggie’s graces of mind and body fed his gloom. He sat patiently enough while she read him a chapter, or said something timidly when they were alone together about trouble being turned into a blessing. He took it all as part of his daughter’s goodness, which made his misfortunes the sadder to him because they damaged her chance in life. In a mind charged with an eager purpose and an unsatisfied vindictiveness,Rebel Waxed Bunda, there is no room for new feelings; Mr. Tulliver did not want spiritual consolation — he wanted to shake off the degradation of debt, and to have his revenge.
Book V: Wheat and Tares Chapter I: In the Red Deeps
The family sitting-room was a long room with a window at each end; one looking toward the croft and along the Ripple to the banks of the Floss, the other into the mill-yard. Maggie was sitting with her work against the latter window when she saw Mr. Wakem entering the yard, as usual, on his fine black horse; but not alone, as usual. Some one was with him — a figure in a cloak, on a handsome pony. Maggie had hardly time to feel that it was Philip come back, before they were in front of the window, and he was raising his hat to her; while his father, catching the movement by a side-glance,Edinson Cavani Drakt, looked sharply round at them both.
Maggie hurried away from the window and carried her work upstairs; for Mr. Wakem sometimes came in and inspected the books, and Maggie felt that the meeting with Philip would be robbed of all pleasure in the presence of the two fathers. Some day,Parajumpers Damen Light Long Bear, perhaps,Thomas Muller Drakt, she could see him when they could just shake hands,Fotballjakke, and she could tell him that she remembered his goodness to Tom, and the things he had said to her in the old days,Parajumpers Damen Irene, though they could never be friends any more. It was not at all agitating to Maggie to see Philip again; she retained her childish gratitude and pity toward him,Kanadanhanhi Miehet Cg Hybridge Jacket, and remembered his cleverness; and in the early weeks of her loneliness she had continually recalled the image of him among the people who had been kind to her in life, often wishing she had him for a brother and a teacher,UNAM Drakt, as they had fancied it might have been, in their talk together. But that sort of wishing had been banished along with other dreams that savored of seeking her own will; and she thought, besides, that Philip might be altered by his life abroad — he might have become worldly,Columbia Drakt, and really not care about her saying anything to him now. And yet his face was wonderfully little altered — it was only a larger,Sanfrecce Hiroshima Drakt, more manly copy of the pale, small-featured boy’s face, with the
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