The Princess Casamassima
Author(s): Henry James
The child looked up from her dandling and patting, and after a stare of which the blankness was somewhat exaggerated, replied: "Law no, Miss Pynsent, I never see him." "Aren't you always messing about with him, you naughty little girl?" the dressmaker returned, with sharpness. "Isn't he round the corner, playing marbles, or -- or some jumping game?" Miss Pynsent went on, trying to be suggestive. "I assure you, he never plays nothing," said Millicent Henning, with a mature manner which she bore out by adding, "And I don't know why I should be called naughty, neither."
Product Information
General Fields
- :
- : Everyman
- : Everyman's Library
- : 0.668
- : 01 September 1991
- : 3.4 Centimeters X 13.1 Centimeters X 20.7 Centimeters
- : books
Special Fields
- : Henry James
- : Hardback
- : English
- : 813.4
- : 596