her very soul uplifted by the information.
“You must pretend it,” said Sara. “If you pretend it enough, you will see them.”
“Yes, miss,” said Becky; and as Sara returned to the trunk she devoted herself to the effort of accomplishing an end so much to be desired.
Sara turned suddenly to find her standing by the table, looking very queer indeed. She had shut her eyes, and was twisting her face in strange convulsive contortions,
her very soul uplifted by the information.
“You must pretend it,” said Sara. “If you pretend it enough, you will see them.”
“Yes, miss,” said Becky; and as Sara returned to the trunk she devoted herself to the effort of accomplishing an end so much to be desired.
Sara turned suddenly to find her standing by the table, looking very queer indeed. She had shut her eyes, and was twisting her face in strange convulsive contortions,
