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"
Her
papa
--
Captain
Crewe
--
is
very
anxious
that
she
should
begin
the
language
.
But
I
am
afraid
she
has
a
childish
prejudice
against
it
.
She
does
not
seem
to
wish
to
learn
,
"
said
Miss
Minchin
.
"
I
am
sorry
of
that
,
mademoiselle
,
"
he
said
kindly
to
Sara
.
"
Perhaps
,
when
we
begin
to
study
together
,
I
may
show
you
that
it
is
a
charming
tongue
.
"
Little
Sara
rose
in
her
seat
.
She
was
beginning
to
feel
rather
desperate
,
as
if
she
were
almost
in
disgrace
.
She
looked
up
into
Monsieur
Dufarge
's
face
with
her
big
,
green-gray
eyes
,
and
they
were
quite
innocently
appealing
.
She
knew
that
he
would
understand
as
soon
as
she
spoke
.
She
began
to
explain
quite
simply
in
pretty
and
fluent
French
.
Madame
had
not
understood
.
She
had
not
learned
French
exactly
--
not
out
of
books
--
but
her
papa
and
other
people
had
always
spoken
it
to
her
,
and
she
had
read
it
and
written
it
as
she
had
read
and
written
English
.
Her
papa
loved
it
,
and
she
loved
it
because
he
did
.
Her
dear
mamma
,
who
had
died
when
she
was
born
,
had
been
French
.
She
would
be
glad
to
learn
anything
monsieur
would
teach
her
,
but
what
she
had
tried
to
explain
to
madame
was
that
she
already
knew
the
words
in
this
book
--
and
she
held
out
the
little
book
of
phrases
.
When
she
began
to
speak
Miss
Minchin
started
quite
violently
and
sat
staring
at
her
over
her
eyeglasses
,
almost
indignantly
,
until
she
had
finished
.
Monsieur
Dufarge
began
to
smile
,
and
his
smile
was
one
of
great
pleasure
.
To
hear
this
pretty
childish
voice
speaking
his
own
language
so
simply
and
charmingly
made
him
feel
almost
as
if
he
were
in
his
native
land
--
which
in
dark
,
foggy
days
in
London
sometimes
seemed
worlds
away
.
When
she
had
finished
,
he
took
the
phrase
book
from
her
,
with
a
look
almost
affectionate
.
But
he
spoke
to
Miss
Minchin
.
"
Ah
,
madame
,
"
he
said
,
"
there
is
not
much
I
can
teach
her
.
She
has
not
LEARNED
French
;
she
is
French
.
Her
accent
is
exquisite
.
"
"
You
ought
to
have
told
me
,
"
exclaimed
Miss
Minchin
,
much
mortified
,
turning
to
Sara
.
"
I
--
I
tried
,
"
said
Sara
.
"
I
--
I
suppose
I
did
not
begin
right
.
"
Miss
Minchin
knew
she
had
tried
,
and
that
it
had
not
been
her
fault
that
she
was
not
allowed
to
explain
.
And
when
she
saw
that
the
pupils
had
been
listening
and
that
Lavinia
and
Jessie
were
giggling
behind
their
French
grammars
,
she
felt
infuriated
.
"
Silence
,
young
ladies
!
"
she
said
severely
,
rapping
upon
the
desk
.
"
Silence
at
once
!
"
And
she
began
from
that
minute
to
feel
rather
a
grudge
against
her
show
pupil
.
