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Оглавление“When we met this morning, I was very impolite.” Mary twisted her fingers together.
“Forget it.” Samuel cleared his throat.
“I let myself form an opinion of you without learning to know you first.”
She smiled then and his heart wrenched at the soft curve of her lips.
“I wasn’t very polite myself.”
“You were fine. I mean, you didn’t do anything—” Her face flushed a pretty pink. “I mean, you were friendly.” Her face grew even redder. “Except for...when you winked... I mean, I’m sure you didn’t mean to be forward.” She bit her lip and turned away.
Samuel resisted the urge to step close to her, to cover her embarrassment with a hand on her arm. “I think I know what you mean.”
She tilted her head toward the house in a quick nod. “I think it is wonderful-gut that you want to help with that poor farmer’s work.”
He felt a flush rise in his cheeks at her words of praise. “Thank you.” If he could earn Mary Hochstetter’s respect, maybe he could change everyone else’s opinion, too.
