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"
Well
,
if
you
want
me
to
,
"
said
Sara
.
But
suddenly
she
thought
of
something
else
and
ran
to
the
rusty
grate
.
"
There
is
a
lot
of
paper
and
rubbish
stuffed
in
here
!
"
she
exclaimed
.
"
If
we
light
it
,
there
will
be
a
bright
blaze
for
a
few
minutes
,
and
we
shall
feel
as
if
it
was
a
real
fire
.
"
She
struck
a
match
and
lighted
it
up
with
a
great
specious
glow
which
illuminated
the
room
.
"
By
the
time
it
stops
blazing
,
"
Sara
said
,
"
we
shall
forget
about
its
not
being
real
.
"
She
stood
in
the
dancing
glow
and
smiled
.
"
Does
n't
it
LOOK
real
?
"
she
said
.
"
Now
we
will
begin
the
party
.
"
She
led
the
way
to
the
table
.
She
waved
her
hand
graciously
to
Ermengarde
and
Becky
.
She
was
in
the
midst
of
her
dream
.
"
Advance
,
fair
damsels
,
"
she
said
in
her
happy
dream-voice
,
"
and
be
seated
at
the
banquet
table
.
My
noble
father
,
the
king
,
who
is
absent
on
a
long
journey
,
has
commanded
me
to
feast
you
.
"
She
turned
her
head
slightly
toward
the
corner
of
the
room
.
"
What
,
ho
,
there
,
minstrels
!
Strike
up
with
your
viols
and
bassoons
.
Princesses
,
"
she
explained
rapidly
to
Ermengarde
and
Becky
,
"
always
had
minstrels
to
play
at
their
feasts
.
Pretend
there
is
a
minstrel
gallery
up
there
in
the
corner
.
Now
we
will
begin
.
"
They
had
barely
had
time
to
take
their
pieces
of
cake
into
their
hands
--
not
one
of
them
had
time
to
do
more
,
when
--
they
all
three
sprang
to
their
feet
and
turned
pale
faces
toward
the
door
--
listening
--
listening
.
