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dosomething like that because I was so stupid. But he couldn't draw right, he said so himself: the people in the pictures had the funniest expressions on their faces! I told him if his drawing of the girl's parts was right, then there must be something wrong with mine, the proportions were all different; but I said I was pretty suremine must be okay because they were just like Miss Fine's, my language-tutor's, and when Miss Fine and I used to play with each other she always said mine were the nicest she'd ever seen."
Though her tone remained glib as a child's, Anastasia blushed furiously. Max also, but not I, though my blood pulsed.
"You see howdumb I was! I was going to show him then and there to make sure, in case Miss Fine had just been being polite, and I told him I couldn't for theof me see why he was so angry at her, when my other tutors and governesses and maids had all done andI'd learned to play -- I liked him better than Miss Fine anyway, because she would bite sometimes; what's more he had whiskers, and I was sure
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