Adela Cathcart, Volume 1 by George MacDonald
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stopped grinning.
"'Yaas; to be sure I do,' he said at last. "'Ye do?' growled the man, half humorously, half scornfully. "'Yaas,' said Davy, nodding his head again and again. "'Did ye buy 'em?' "'Noa,' answered Davy; and the sweetness of the smile which he now smiled was not confined to his mouth, but broke like light, the light of intelligence, over his whole face. "'Were they gave to ye?' pursued the man, now really curious to hear what he would say. "'Yaas,' said the poor fellow; and he clapped his hands in a kind of suppressed glee. "'Why, who gave 'em to ye?' "Davy looked up in a way I shall never forget, and, pointing up with his finger too, said nothing. "'What do ye mean?' said the man. 'Who gave ye yer whiskers?' "Davy pointed up to the sky again; and then, looking up with an earnest expression, which, before you saw it, you would not have thought possible to his face, said, |
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