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Updated: June 2, 2025
Well, now, wouldn't it do the head good if I were to promise you a good husband, and smart little wedding-gowns, and by-and-by a house of your own, where you would be a little mistress, and Padroncello would come and see you sometimes? 'O no, no! I shouldn't like ever to be married. Let me always stay with you! 'Pooh, pooh, little simpleton.
My little black-eyed monkey was never meant for anything so ugly. And there's Maynard Gilfil the best man in the county, worth his weight in gold, heavy as he is; he loves you better than his eyes. And you love him too, you silly monkey, whatever you may say about not being married. 'No, no, dear Padroncello, do not say so; I could not marry him. 'Why not, you foolish child?
The party stopped to admire the tiers of geraniums near the gate; and in the mean time Caterina tripped back with a moss rose-bud in her hand, and, going up to Sir Christopher, said 'There, Padroncello there is a nice rose for your button-hole.
She put her little arm round his leg, and leaned her cheek against his knee. 'Why, you seem out of spirits this morning, Tina. What's the matter, eh? 'Nothing, Padroncello; only my head is bad. 'Poor monkey!
How was it likely he could love me as I loved him? And how could he marry a poor little thing like me? Maynard made no reply to this, and there was again silence, till Tina said, 'Then I was so deceitful; they didn't know how wicked I was. Padroncello didn't know; his good little monkey he used to call me; and if he had known, O how naughty he would have thought me!
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