1 "Or girl," suggested Mr. Hubble.
2 Biddy was the wisest of girls, and she tried to reason no more with me.
3 There was a neat little girl in attendance, who looked after the Aged in the day.
4 The moment they sprang there, the girl looked at me with a quick delight in having been the cause of them.
5 My dear girl is with her father; and if you'll wait till she comes down, I'll make you known to her, and then we'll go up stairs.
6 Biddy, who was the most obliging of girls, immediately said she would, and indeed began to carry out her promise within five minutes.
7 He had been ominously heard of, through the play-bills, as a faithful Black, in connection with a little girl of noble birth, and a monkey.
8 She really was a most charming girl, and might have passed for a captive fairy, whom that truculent Ogre, Old Barley, had pressed into his service.
9 There were four little girls, and two little boys, besides the baby who might have been either, and the baby's next successor who was as yet neither.
10 Pursuing my idea as I leaned back in my wooden chair, and looked at Biddy sewing away with her head on one side, I began to think her rather an extraordinary girl.
11 She seemed much older than I, of course, being a girl, and beautiful and self-possessed; and she was as scornful of me as if she had been one-and-twenty, and a queen.
12 One of the little girls, a mere mite who seemed to have prematurely taken upon herself some charge of the others, stepped out of her place by me, and danced to and from the baby until it left off crying, and laughed.
13 When I had taken leave of the pretty, gentle, dark-eyed girl, and of the motherly woman who had not outlived her honest sympathy with a little affair of true love, I felt as if the Old Green Copper Ropewalk had grown quite a different place.