“I was wondering,” answered Sara, as she had answered that notable day in the schoolroom.
“What were you wondering?”
It was very like the scene in the schoolroom. There was no pertness in Sara’s manner. It was only sad and quiet.
“I was wondering,” she said in a low voice, “what MY papa would say if he knew where I am tonight.”
Miss Minchin was infuriated just as she had been before and her anger expressed itself, as before, in an intemperate fashion. She flew at her and shook her.
“You insolent,
through the streets in her brougham, or walking, attended by Mariette, the sight of her bright, eager little face and picturesque coats and hats had often caused people to look after her. A happy, beautifully cared for little girl naturally attracts attention. Shabby, poorly dressed children are not