But how can I help being so little?
You know very well when any one laughs at me for it...." "You get angry and slap!" retorted the child, walking on.

"Yesterday, perhaps, I might have laughed over a box on the ear--it is not the first--or have given it to you back again; but to-day!--Just now," and she shuddered involuntarily, "just now I felt as if some black slave had laid his dirty hand on my cheek.

You are not what you were.

You walk quite differently, and you look--depend upon it you do not look as nice and as bright as you used, and I know why: You did a very bad thing last evening." "But dear pet," said the other, "you must not be so hard.

Perhaps I did not really tell the judges everything I knew, but Orion, who loves me so, and whose wife I am to be...." "He led you into sin!--Yes; and he was always merry and kind till yesterday; but since--Oh, that unlucky day!" Here she was interrupted by Eudoxia, who poured out a flood of reproaches and finally desired her to resume her task.