what you were doing.”
“That I did not know what I was doing?” Miss Minchin fairly gasped.
“Yes,” said Sara, “and I was thinking what would happen if I were a princess and you boxed my ears—what I should do to you. And I was thinking that if I were one, you would never dare to do it, whatever I said or did. And I was thinking how surprised and frightened you would be if you suddenly found out—”
She had the imagined future so clearly before her eyes that she spoke in a manner which had an effect
Miss Minchin might almost have had more patience with her. She was a woman who liked to domineer and feel her power, and as she looked at Sara’s pale little steadfast face and heard her proud little voice, she quite felt as if her might was being set at naught.
“Don’t put on grand airs,” she said.