slow, little mind all at once. She crept off the bed in the dark and found her way to the table where the candle stood. She struck a match and lit the candle. When she had lighted it, she bent forward and looked at Sara, with her new thought growing to definite fear in her eyes.
“Sara,” she said in a timid, almost awe-stricken voice, are—are- -you never told me—I don’t want to be rude, but—are YOU ever hungry?”
It was
slow, little mind all at once. She crept off the bed in the dark and found her way to the table where the candle stood. She struck a match and lit the candle. When she had lighted it, she bent forward and looked at Sara, with her new thought growing to definite fear in her eyes.
“Sara,” she said in a timid, almost awe-stricken voice, are—are- -you never told me—I don’t want to be rude, but—are YOU ever hungry?”
It was
