had a vague inward conviction that it would be better not to say such different kinds of things quite so helplessly and excitedly.
“Miss Amelia,” she said in a low voice, “Miss Minchin says I may try to make her stop—may I?”
Miss Amelia turned and looked at her hopelessly. “Oh, DO you think you can?” she gasped.
“I don’t know whether I CAN”, answered Sara, still in her half-whisper; “but I will try.”
Miss Amelia stumbled up from her knees with a heavy sigh,
had a vague inward conviction that it would be better not to say such different kinds of things quite so helplessly and excitedly.
“Miss Amelia,” she said in a low voice, “Miss Minchin says I may try to make her stop—may I?”
Miss Amelia turned and looked at her hopelessly. “Oh, DO you think you can?” she gasped.
“I don’t know whether I CAN”, answered Sara, still in her half-whisper; “but I will try.”
Miss Amelia stumbled up from her knees with a heavy sigh,
