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        t nig in tic . During its passing so anyone about ood. It ed, neness of     been so, t oo great for a co bear. But, really, han one.

        "My papa is dead!" s ;

        It    until long after s    surned over and over in it to find a place to rest, t teain scufflings and scratg boards. S t, because Becky    rats and mice oget scurrying across ter days, ed up in bed and sat trembling, and whes.

        t e about gradually, but    once.

        "S begin as so go on," Miss Miniss Amelia. "S be taug once ."

        Mariette    t m. t of ting room, as ss open door, s everyts and luxuries o transform it into a new pupils bedroom.

        doo breakfast s    at Miss Minco her coldly.

        "You ies, Sara," s;by taking your seat    a smaller table. You must keep t, a t e t to tie    ea."

        t o day ties given to o. Saug of     sions. S on errands at any time and in all old to do ted. took tone from Miss Minc t;young one" s of t class, and empers, and it ly veo    hand someone on whom blame could be laid.

        During t mont t o do t soften ttle    sed to see t srying to earn    accepting cy. But time came e all; and to do as sold, ting careless o blame her.

        If so teacructress; but tle superior errand girl and maid of all    rusted    issions and plicated messages. Sy to dust a room o set things in order.

        . Sauger long and busy days spent in running    everybodys orders o ted scudy alo night.

        "If I do not remind myself of t t; so ;I am almost a scullery maid, and if I am a scullery maid    and begin to drop my    remember t ;

        One of t curious tence ead of being a sort of small royal personage among to be one of t all. S so stantly at    sunity of speaking to any of t avoid seeing t Miss Minc s from t of ts of the schoolroom.

        "I    imacies and talking to t; t lady said. "Girls like a grievance, and if so tell romantic stories about s    is better t se life--one suited to ances. I am giving    is more t to expect from me."

        Sara did not expect mucoo proud to try to tio be intimate ly felt ratain about     Miss Minc of dull, matter-of-fact young people. tomed to being ricable, and as Saras frocks greablis t s out to buy groceries and carry treets in a basket o rato .

        "to t sed. "S. And s I t bear t    speaking--just as if s."

        "I am," said Sara, promptly, s    some people for. I like to kno ter;

        trut simes by keeping e ready to make misco    for the ex-show pupil.

        Sara never made any miscerfered ramped t streets, carrying parcels and baskets; stention of ttle ones Frencold t ster take airs; sreated as if s gre sold anyone w s.

        "Soldiers dont plain," seet;I am not going to do it; I end t of a ;

        But t mig    for three people.

        t, it must be o Becky. t all t first nig in t, s a vague fort in kno on ts scuffled and squeaked ture. And during ts t follo gretle co speak to eacasks to perform, and any attempt at versation o loiter and lose time. "Dont mind me, miss," Becky ;if I dont say note. Some und be do I dassnt to take time to say it."

        But before daybreak so slip into Saras attid button    doairs to ligc came Sara al o    upefied to talk, so it    some time passed before ts. Beckys    told    it    t people in trouble s alone.

        trio of forters    odd things happened before Ermengarde found her place.

        o ao t    sten t an Ermengarde lived in t be tested t Ermengarde e. So Sara in a simple,    o    s be eo s for stories. But seresting to say ion. S, not a person one orm of a great trouble, and Sara fot her.

        It et    see Sara for a day or time sered s aken doairs to be mended. Sara augo mend ttired in tgrown froess shin black leg.

        Ermengarde oo sloo be equal to sucuation. S to say. S , some like a servant. It made e miserable, and s break into a s erical laug any meaning, "O you?"

        "Yes," ansra passed ts in ed upon top of it to keep it steady. Ss still more. S as if Sara o a nehings and work like Becky.

        "O; sammered. ";

        "I dont kno; Sara replied. ";

        "Im--Im quite ; said Ermengarde, overo say e. "Are you--are you very un; she said in a rush.

        ty of an injustice. Just at t moment orn    s t if anyone upid as t, oer get away from her.

        " do you t; s;Do you t; And s    another word.

        In course of time s if c made    t poor, dull Ermengarde    to be blamed for , tupid so being.

        But t wive.

        "S; s. "S really    to talk to me. S;

        So for several ood bet by c too stiff and embarrassed to speak. Sometimes to eac times w even exg.

        "If s talk to me," Sara t, "I    of    easy enoug;

        Miss Minc so easy t at last t all. At t time it iced t Ermengarde upid t sless and uno sit in t, are out of t speaking. Once Jessie, o look at her curiously.

        " are y for, Ermengarde?" she asked.

        "Im n," anseady voice.

        "You are," said Jessie. "A great big tear just rolled do t. And t;

        "ell," said Ermengarde, "Im miserable--and no one need interfere." And surned ook out .

        t nig to tic, ser t at il after t o bed, and after t so op of tairs, so see a glimmer of ligtic door.

        "Nobody goes t myself," s quickly, "but someone ed a dle."

        Someone ed a dle, and it    burning in tcick sed to use, but in one of to tting upon ttered footstool, and was dressed in gown and ed up in a red s was Ermengarde.

        &quarde!" cried Sara. Sartled t s frig;You    into trouble."

        Ermengarde stumbled up from stool. Sti oe for h g.

        "I kno; s;But I dont care--I dont care a bit. Oell me.    is tter?    you like me any more?"

        Somet. It ionate and simple--so like to be "best friends." It sounded as if s meant    weeks.

        "I do like you," Sara ans;I t--you see, everyt no you--.

        Ermengarde opened    eyes wide.

        " ; s;You didnt    to talk to me. I didnt knoo do. It er I came back."

        Sara t a moment. Sake.

        "I am different," s;t in t    me to talk to t of t    to talk to me. I t--per. So I tried to keep out of your ;

        "arde almost o eac must be fessed t Saras small black es on to desert    horribly lonely.

        After dooget ttle face adly.

        "I couldnt bear it any more," s;I dare say you could live    me, Sara; but I couldnt live    you. I onig all at once of creeping up    begging you to let us be friends again."

        "You are ; said Sara. "I oo proud to try and make friends. You see, no trials    I am not a nice c;-- is    for."

        "I dont see any good in t; said Ermengarde stoutly.

        "o speak trut; admitted Sara, frankly. "But I suppose t be good in t see it. t"--doubtfully--"Be good in Miss Minc;

        Ermengarde looked round ttic y.

        "Sara," s;do you t;

        Sara looked round also.

        "If I pretend its quite different, I ," s;or if I pretend it is a pla a story."

        Sion o    unned.

        "Ot of Monte Cristo in teau dIf. And tille!"

        "tille," co be fasated. Sories of tion ion of t Sara could .

        A o Saras eyes.

        "Yes," s;t o pretend about. I am a prisoner in tille. I ten about me. Miss Minc;--a sudden ligself to t;Becky is t cell."

        Surarde, looking quite like the old Sara.

        "I send t," s;and it    fort."

        Ermengarde    onraptured and awed.

        "And ell me all about it?" s;May I creep up    nig is safe, and     friends t;

        "Yes," ans;Adversity tries people, and mine ried you and proved ;
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