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“I 'll keep still, but if anybody must hold me, let Polly. You ain't afraid, are you?" asked Tom, with imploring look, for he did n't like the idea of being sewed a bit. Polly was just going to shrink away, saying, "Oh I can't!" when she remembered that Tom once called her a coward. Here was a chance to prove that she was n't; besides, poor Tom had no one else to help him; so she came up to the sofa where he lay, and nodded reassuringly, as she put a soft little hand on either side of the damaged head.”
― Louisa May Alcott, An Old-Fashioned Girl

“So." And Polly locked the door, put the key in her pocket, and nodded at him defiantly.”
― Louisa May Alcott, An Old-Fashioned Girl

“a principle that can't bear being laughed at, frowned on, and cold-shouldered, is n't worthy of the name.”
― Louisa May Alcott, An Old-Fashioned Girl

“DEAR POLLY, Opydilldock is first-rate for sprains. You put a lot on the flannel and do up your wrist, and I guess it will be all right in the morning. Will you come a sleigh-ride tomorrow? I 'm awful sorry I hurt you. TOM”
― Louisa May Alcott, An Old-Fashioned Girl