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hymn-book, and Barbara's Bible. Barbara's little looking-glass hung
in a good light near the window, and Barbara's bonnet was on a nail
behind the door. From all these mute signs and tokens of her
presence, he naturally glanced at Barbara herself, who sat as mute as
they, shelling peas into a dish; and just when Kit was looking at her
eyelashes and wondering - quite in the simplicity of his heart - what
colour her eyes might be, it perversely happened that Barbara raised
her head a little to look at him, when both pair of eyes were hastily
withdrawn, and Kit leant over his plate, and Barbara over her pea-
shells, each in extreme confusion at having been detected by the
other.
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