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"If you can, you are a clever child," answered Miss Minchin, drawing in her mouth sharply. Then, seeing that Sara looked slightly chilled by her asperity, she changed her manner. "But you are clever in everything," she said in her approving way. "I dare say you can manage her. Go in." And she left her.

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"Yes," Mr. Carmichael said, "it seems more than probable."

As she sat down in one of the stiff mahogany chairs, Sara cast one of her quick looks about her.

It was agreed that Mr. St. John was to be told the plan they had made, and for the present the books were to be left in the attic.

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Some very odd things happen in this world sometimes.<"If you will steal out of the room," said Sara, "I will stay with her."

At first Ermengarde was too much alarmed to do anything but huddle in a heap upon the bed and tuck up her feet, but the sight of Sara's composed little countenance and the story of Melchisedec's first appearance began at last to rouse her curiosity, and she leaned forward over the edge of the bed and watched Sara go and kneel down by the hole in the skirting board.

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"Did you see her? Did you see how queer she looked?" Jessie broke out. "I shouldn't be at all surprised if she did turn out to be something. Suppose she should!"

"I don't want your penny," sobbed Lottie; and she looked down at the fat knee, and, seeing a drop of blood on it, burst forth again.

<"Oh, little Sara," he said. "What shall I do when I have no one to say solemn things to me? No one else is as solemn as you are.""What a nice dream!" she murmured. "I feel quite warm. I--don't--want--to--wake--up."

"Besides, she didn't beg," said Janet. "I was so afraid she might be angry with you. You know, it makes people angry to be taken for beggars when they are not beggars."

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<"Oh, Sara!" cried Lottie, cuddling in her guarding arm. "I like this attic--I like it! It is nicer than downstairs!""No," said Sara, laughing. "It was my rat."

"You will begin your new duties, Sara," she said, "by taking your seat with the younger children at a smaller table. You must keep them quiet, and see that they behave well and do not waste their food. You ought to have been down earlier. Lottie has already upset her tea."

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Ʊʲôapp婽 ȭȭй ףŻع20 "Yes," answered Sara, jumping to her feet. "Let us go and tell her. And then I will wash your face and brush your hair." ϸ

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Ʊʲôapp÷˼»Ա:Ҹ۶еͼض "Some people are afraid of them," said Sara. "I was at first-- but I am not now." ϸ

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