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Little Nobody

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1118    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

and held it in her hands, looking curiously at the bold, clear superscription on the back, and the big red seal; but it told nothing to her uneducated eyes, an

, in his clea

em, respect, and affection, from personal predilection, seeks

sting on the table, trembling

thought the word sounded very sweet

have envied the artless na?veté

cent for

for idle

t his hand impulsively on the little one resting

," he said, in a gentle tone, and not dreaming o

tender a face, that the people in the other room would scarce ha

y sauntered in, and heard the compact of friendship between the two who, un

endship,' Van Zandt?" he inquired, dr

by, opened it, and read aloud, with

iendship,' said

his garden-the t

built, and she

endship to plac

culptor who sat

e fairest his a

so dull that the

is was not the

cried, 'could I

looks are so

e god, upon ro

u please sir, a F

s struck; with th

ew to her shrin

e sculptor, 'you're

Friendship and

list, but the girl, so young, so ignorant, so strangely beautiful, looked at him unabashed. Evidently she knew no more of

rude upon us here? I wanted t

adame Lorraine was very angry with you for r

and a hot rose-flush broke through

she said,

oth men in a

swift movement she drew the mass of hair from her white shoulders

marks on my b

he long, livid marks of a cruel lash on the white flesh. There were a dozen or so

d, and she clinched he

one but her, to be nothing but a pretty plaything, as she calls me, like her Spitz and her cat,

said Van Zan

d with pass

-when she said I should be starving but for her bread-

sses back on her lacerated shoulders, flung her arms before her face, and hard, chokin

frames the winds of heaven were scarce permitted to blow roughly. Why, if any one had struck Maud

d at Car

es he permit this?" h

teen years-sent there by the madness o

g golden eagles from her friends. The journalist shuddered and wondered

y as they had begun. She dashed the tears fro

t, as she does her mischievous monkey and snarling puppy. She says she should make me live in the kitchen if I were ugly instead of being so pretty. She want

ented Pierre Ca

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