` Well , I want to be kind to every one . I would n't have anybody hurt . But , as to kissing niggers -- ' she gave a little shudder . ` How can she ? ' Presently a gay laugh sounded from the court . Mr. St. Clare stepped out to see what was happening . ` What is it ? ' said Miss Ophelia , following him . There sat Tom on a little mossy seat in the court . Every one of his buttonholes was stuck full of flowers . Eva , laughing gaily , was hanging a wreath of roses round his neck . Then , still laughing , she perched on his knee like a little sparrow . ` Oh , Tom , you look so funny ! ' Tom had a sober smile on his face . He seemed in his own quiet way to be enjoying the fun quite as much as his little mistress . When he lifted his eyes and saw his master he looked as if he were afraid he might be scolded . But Mr. St. Clare only smiled . ` How can you let her do that ? ' said Miss Ophelia . ` Why not ? '
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