16. The Visitor
ctually into ttic t if s been past doubting sable anotood--time es for Becky as tered mantel, and on it some ornaments o look quite pretty. Some odd materials of ricened against tacks--so s to ter fans antial enougo use as seats. A , so t it e the air of a sofa.
Sara slo down and looked and looked again.
quot;It is exactly like sometrue,quot; s;t t difference. I feel as if I mig be any stranger t? Am I to to pretend and pretend and o see a fairy story come true. I am living in a fairy story. I feel as if I migo turn to anyt;
S cell, and the prisoner came.
ered s dropped in a e lost h.
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quot;You see,quot; said Sara.
On t Becky sat on a cush rug and had a cup and saucer of her own.
to bed s stress and big doress and pilloead, and, consequently, ions Becky .
quot; all come from?quot; Becky broke fort;La;
quot;Dont let us even ask,quot; said Sara. quot;If it t I to say, `O kno makes it more beautiful.quot;
From t time life became more ory continued. Almost every day somet or ornament appeared eacime Sara opened t nigil in a s time ttic iful little room full of all sorts of odd and luxurious tirely covered ures and draperies, ingenious pieces of folding furniture appeared, a bookss and conveniences appeared one by one, until t to be desired. doairs in table; and o ttic in t anottle meal. Miss Mincing as ever, Miss Amelia as peeviss on errands in all o speak to Ermengarde and Lottie;