in t.  grasp sucs, and quot;an accidentquot; meant to y in ;tal.quot;

    quot;A accident, miss,quot; stered respectfully. quot;Is it?quot;

    quot;Yes,quot; Sara ans t s tone. S Becky did not know w s.

    quot;; s;Dare you stay es?quot;

    Becky lost h again.

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    Sara ran to t, and looked out and listened.

    quot;No one is any; s;If your bedrooms are finis stay a tiny ;

    t ten minutes seemed to Becky like a sort of delirium. Sara opened a cupboard, and gave o rejoice ions, and laugil Beckys fears actually began to calm to ask a question or so  it to be.

    quot;Is t--quot; sured, looking longingly at t almost in a  t?quot;

    quot;It is one of my dancing-frocks,quot; ans;I like it, dont you?quot;

    For a fe speecion. t;Onct I see a princess. I andin in treet side Covin Garden, cer tared at most. to eacs t so mind t I see you, sittin table, miss. You looked like ;

    quot;Ive often t,quot; said Sara, in ing voice, quot;t I so be a princess; I  feels like. I believe I ending I am one.quot;

    Becky stared at  understand . Sc of adoration. Very soon Sara left ions and turned to ion.

    quot;Becky,quot; s; you listening to t story?quot;

    quot;Yes, miss,quot; confessed Becky, a little alarmed again. quot;I knoer, but it  beautiful I--I couldnt .quot;

    quot;I liked you to listen to it,quot; said Sara. quot;If you tell stories, you like noto tell to people o listen. I dont knoo ?quot;

    Becky lost