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.

    quot;S; s. quot;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 excing.

    quot;If s talk to me,quot; Sara t, quot;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.

    quot; are you crying for, Ermengarde?quot; she asked.

    quot;Im not crying,quot; anseady voice.

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

    quot;ell,quot; said Ermengarde, quot;Im miserable--and no one need interfere.quot; 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.

    quot;Nobody goes t myself,quot; s quickly, quot;but someone ed a candle.quot;

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

    quot;Ermengarde!quot; cried Sara. Sartled t s frig;You  into trouble.quot;

    Ermengarde stumbled up from stool. Stic in oo large for h crying.

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

    Somet. It ionate and simple-