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“Not at all,” said Maggie; “I like too well to feel that I am admired, but compliments never make me feel that.”
“I will never pay you a compliment again, Miss Tulliver,” said Stephen.
“Thank you; that will be a proof of respect.”
Poor Maggie! She was so unused to society that she could take nothing as a matter of course, and had never in her life spoken from the lips merely, so that she must necessarily appear absurd to more experienced ladies, from the excessive feeling she was apt to throw into very trivial incidents. But she was even conscious herself of a little absurdity in this instance. It was true she had a theoretic objection to compliments, and had once said impatiently to Philip that she didn’t see why women were to be told with a simper that they were beautiful, any more than old men were to be told that they were venerable; still, Paolo De Ceglie Drakter to be so irritated by a common practice in the case of a stranger like Mr. Stephen Guest, and to care about his having spoken slightingly of Nathaniel Chalobah Drakter her before he had seen her, was Carli Lloyd Drakter certainly unreasonable, and as soon as she was silent she began to be ashamed of Los Angeles Galaxy herself. It did not occur to her that her irritation was due to the pleasanter emotion which preceded it, just as when we are satisfied with a sense of glowing warmth an innocent drop of cold water may fall upon us as a sudden smart.
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“Ah yes; but they carry on their manufactures in their own sitting-room, where I don’t intrude on them. I see you are not addicted to the fashionable vice of fancy-work, Miss Tulliver,” said Stephen, looking at Maggie’s plain hemming.
“No,” said Maggie, “I can do nothing more difficult or more elegant than shirt-making.”
“And your plain sewing is so beautiful, Maggie,” said Lucy, “that I think I shall beg a few specimens of you to show as fancy-work. Your exquisite sewing is quite a mystery to me, you used to dislike that sort of work so much in old days.”
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