“Don’t be frightened,” she said, quite as if she had been speaking to a little girl like herself. “It doesn’t matter the least bit.”
“I didn’t go to do it, miss,” protested Becky. “It was the warm fire—an’ me bein’ so tired. It—it WASN’T impertience!”
Sara broke into a friendly little laugh, and put her hand on her shoulder.
“You were tired,” she said; “you could not help it. You are not really awake yet.”
How poor Becky stared at her! In fact,
“Don’t be frightened,” she said, quite as if she had been speaking to a little girl like herself. “It doesn’t matter the least bit.”
“I didn’t go to do it, miss,” protested Becky. “It was the warm fire—an’ me bein’ so tired. It—it WASN’T impertience!”
Sara broke into a friendly little laugh, and put her hand on her shoulder.
“You were tired,” she said; “you could not help it. You are not really awake yet.”
How poor Becky stared at her! In fact,
