She did mind that and shook an obdurate head; she did not like her fathers hard, dry, imperative kisses, and ehem only for the sake of power. Sometimes Emma touched her cheek lightly with unparted lips. Lizzie would allow no more. The man sighed when she shook her head, took her hand away from the crotch, softly folded it up on its fingers and gave her hand ceremoniously back to her.
"Gratuity," he said, felt in his pocket and nipped her a heraightened up and walked away. Lizzie put the in her pinafore pocket and, after a moments thought, stumped off after the funny man along the still, secret edges of the field, curious as to what he might do .
But now surprises were going on all round her in the bushes, mewings, squeaks, rustlings, although the funny man paid no attention to them, not even when a stately fat woman rose up under his feet, huge as a moon and stark but for her stays, but for black cotton stogs held up by garters with silk rosettes on th……（内容加载失败！）
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