but sat gazing into the fire.
“What are you `supposing,’ Sara?” he asked.
Sara looked up, with a bright color on her cheek.
“I WAS supposing,” she said; “I was remembering that hungry day, and a child I saw.”
“But there were a great many hungry days,” said the Indian gentleman, with rather a sad tone in his voice. “Which hungry day was it?”
“I forgot you didn’t know,” said Sara. “It was the day the dream came true.”
but sat gazing into the fire.
“What are you `supposing,’ Sara?” he asked.
Sara looked up, with a bright color on her cheek.
“I WAS supposing,” she said; “I was remembering that hungry day, and a child I saw.”
“But there were a great many hungry days,” said the Indian gentleman, with rather a sad tone in his voice. “Which hungry day was it?”
“I forgot you didn’t know,” said Sara. “It was the day the dream came true.”
