Eighth Reader

Résumé du livre

Excerpt from the book:"Ye-ye-es," sobbed Maggie, her chin rising and falling convulsedly."Didn't I think about your fish line all this quarter, and mean to buy it, and saved my money o' purpose, and wouldn't go halves in the toffee, and Spouncer fought me because I wouldn't?""Ye-ye-es--and I--lo-lo-love you so, Tom.""But you're a naughty girl. Last holidays you licked the paint off my lozenge box, and the holidays before that you let the boat drag my fish line down when I'd set you to watch it, and you pushed your head through my kite, all for nothing.""But I didn't mean," said Maggie; "I couldn't help it."