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All this was, of course, beyond the comprehension of Ivan, who regarded his sister's weakness with the most supreme contempt, and for his own part was never so happy as when skylarking with other boys and getting into every conceivable kind of mischief. ALL THIS WAS OF COURSE BEYOND THE COMPREHENSION OF IVAN WHO REGARDED HIS SISTER'S WEAKNESS WITH THE MOST SUPREME CONTEMPT AND FOR HIS OWN PART WAS NEVER SO HAPPY AS WHEN SKYLARKING WITH OTHER BOYS AND GETTING INTO EVERY CONCEIVABLE KIND OF MISCHIEF
uxuriant grass. "See! here it is," his sister cried, pointing to a large, very vivid white flower, shaped something like a sunflower, but soft and pulpy, and full of a sweet, nauseating odour. "It's too big to put in a wreath, so I'll wear it in my buttonhole." "Better not," Ivan said, snatching it from her; "I don't like it. It's a nasty-looking thing. I believe it's a sort of fungus." Olga then began to cry, and as Ivan was desirous of keeping the peace, he gave her back the flower. She was a prepossessing child, with black hair and large dark eyes, pretty teeth and plump, sunburnt cheeks. Nor was she altogether unaware of her attractions, for even at so early an age she had a goodly share of the inordinate vanity common to her sex, and liked nothing better than appearing out-of-doors in a new frock plentifully besprinkled with rosettes and ribbons. The flower, she told herself, would look well on her scarlet bodice, and would be a good set-off to her black hair and olive complexion. ITHOUT A MISHAP ON A CLUMP OF RANK LUXURIANT GRASS SEE HERE IT IS HIS SISTER CRIED POINTING TO A LARGE VERY VIVID WHITE FLOWER SHAPED SOMETHING LIKE A SUNFLOWER BUT SOFT AND PULPY AND FULL OF A SWEET NAUSEATING ODOR IT'S TOO BIG TO PUT IN A WREATH SO I'LL WEAR IT IN MY BUTTON HOLE BETTER NOT IVAN SAID SNATCHING IT FROM HER I DON'T LIKE IT IT'S A NASTY LOOKING THING I BELIEVE IT'S A SORT OF FUNGUS OLGA THEN BEGAN TO CRY AND AS IVAN WAS DESIROUS OF KEEPING THE PIECE HE GAVE HER BACK THE FLOWER SHE WAS A PREPOSSESSING CHILD WITH BLACK HAIR AND LARGE DARK EYES PRETTY TEETH AND PLUMP SUNBURNT CHEEKS NOR WAS SHE ALTOGETHER UNAWARE OF HER ATTRACTIONS FOR EVEN AT SO EARLY AN AGE SHE HAD A GOODLY SHARE OF THE INORDINATE VANITY COMMON TO HER SEX AND LIKE NOTHING BETTER THAN APPEARING OUT OF DOORS IN A NEW FROCK PLENTIFULLY BESPRINKLED WITH ROSETTES AND RED RIBBONS THE FLOWERS SHE TOLD HERSELF WOULD LOOK WELL ON HER SCARLET BODICE AND WOULD BE A GOOD SET OFF TO HER BLACK HAIR AND OLIVE COMPLEXION
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