t s;clever,quot; and s had happened.

    quot;I dont kno; s;I cant tell.quot; ttle laug.

    quot;ould you like to see Emily?quot; she inquired.

    quot;; Ermengarde asked, just as Miss Minchin had done.

    quot;Come up to my room and see,quot; said Sara,  her hand.

    t toget upstairs.

    quot;Is it true,quot; Ermengarde ;is it true t you o yourself?quot;

    quot;Yes,quot; Sara ans;Papa asked Miss Minco let me  ell to myself, and I dont like people to  spoils it if I ten.quot;

    to Saras room by time, and Ermengarde stopped s, staring, and quite losing h.

    quot;You make up stories!quot; s;Can you do t--as well as speak Frenc;

    Sara looked at her in simple surprise.

    quot;; s;ried?quot;

    S her hand warningly on Ermengardes.

    quot;Let us go very quietly to t; s;and t quite suddenly; perc;

    S toucerious ed Ermengarde, t test idea  meant, or o quot;catc; or o catcsoever s, Ermengarde  fully exciting. So, quite tation, siptoe along t t noise until turned t s opening revealed te neat and quiet, a fire gently burning in te, and a ting in a c, apparently reading a book.

    quot;O back to  before ;Of course tning.quot;

    Ermengarde looked from o the doll and back again.

    quot;Can s; shlessly.

    quot;Yes,quot; ans;At least I believe s least I pretend I believe s makes it seem as if it rue. ended t;

    quot;No,quot; said Ermengarde. quot;Never. I--tell me about it.quot;

    Sc sually stared a