but it’s rather vulgar of her to share with servant girls in attics. I wonder Miss Minchin didn’t turn Sara out—even if she does want her for a teacher.”
“If she was turned out where would she go?” inquired Jessie, a trifle anxiously.
“How do I know?” snapped Lavinia. “She’ll look rather queer when she comes into the schoolroom this morning, I should think— after what’s happened. She had no dinner yesterday, and she’s not to have any today.”
Jessie was not as ill-natured as she was silly. She picked up her book with a little jerk.
in her as she was in it. Faces used to appear at the nursery windows when she passed, and many discussions concerning her were held round the fire.
“She is a kind of servant at the seminary,” Janet said. “I don’t believe she belongs to anybody. I believe she is an orphan. But she is not a beggar, however