He tried not to look at me.

He pretended to be looking at the sea, and at the pigs, and all that sort of thing, you know; but all the time, you know, I knew very well that he saw me out of the corner of his eye--this way." And Minnie half turned her head, and threw upon her sister, out of the corner of her eyes, a glance so languishing that the other laughed.
"He didn't look at you that way.

I hope ?" "There was nothing to laugh at in it at all," said Minnie.

"He had an awfully solemn look--it was so earnest, so sad, and so dreadful, that I really began to feel quite frightened.

And so would _you_; wouldn't _you_, now, Kitty darling; now _wouldn't_ you?
Please say so." "Oh yes!" "Of course you would.