his nursery was crammed with Christmas presents and hampers full of cakes and things, and he could see I had nothing.”
Ermengarde gave a little jump backward. The last sentences had recalled something to her troubled mind and given her a sudden inspiration.
“Oh, Sara!” she cried. “What a silly thing I am not to have thought of it!”
“Of what?”
“Something splendid!” said Ermengarde, in an excited hurry. “This very afternoon
his nursery was crammed with Christmas presents and hampers full of cakes and things, and he could see I had nothing.”
Ermengarde gave a little jump backward. The last sentences had recalled something to her troubled mind and given her a sudden inspiration.
“Oh, Sara!” she cried. “What a silly thing I am not to have thought of it!”
“Of what?”
“Something splendid!” said Ermengarde, in an excited hurry. “This very afternoon
