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Someone
was
coming
up
the
stairs
.
There
was
no
mistake
about
it
.
Each
of
them
recognized
the
angry
,
mounting
tread
and
knew
that
the
end
of
all
things
had
come
.
"
It
's
--
the
missus
!
"
choked
Becky
,
and
dropped
her
piece
of
cake
upon
the
floor
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Sara
,
her
eyes
growing
shocked
and
large
in
her
small
white
face
.
"
Miss
Minchin
has
found
us
out
.
"
Miss
Minchin
struck
the
door
open
with
a
blow
of
her
hand
.
She
was
pale
herself
,
but
it
was
with
rage
.
She
looked
from
the
frightened
faces
to
the
banquet
table
,
and
from
the
banquet
table
to
the
last
flicker
of
the
burnt
paper
in
the
grate
.
"
I
have
been
suspecting
something
of
this
sort
,
"
she
exclaimed
;
"
but
I
did
not
dream
of
such
audacity
.
Lavinia
was
telling
the
truth
.
"
So
they
knew
that
it
was
Lavinia
who
had
somehow
guessed
their
secret
and
had
betrayed
them
.
Miss
Minchin
strode
over
to
Becky
and
boxed
her
ears
for
a
second
time
.
"
You
impudent
creature
!
"
she
said
.
"
You
leave
the
house
in
the
morning
!
"
Sara
stood
quite
still
,
her
eyes
growing
larger
,
her
face
paler
.
Ermengarde
burst
into
tears
.
"
Oh
,
do
n't
send
her
away
,
"
she
sobbed
.
"
My
aunt
sent
me
the
hamper
.
We
're
--
only
--
having
a
party
.
"
"
So
I
see
,
"
said
Miss
Minchin
,
witheringly
.
"
With
the
Princess
Sara
at
the
head
of
the
table
.
"
She
turned
fiercely
on
Sara
.
"
It
is
your
doing
,
I
know
,
"
she
cried
.
"
Ermengarde
would
never
have
thought
of
such
a
thing
.
You
decorated
the
table
,
I
suppose
--
with
this
rubbish
.
"
She
stamped
her
foot
at
Becky
.
"
Go
to
your
attic
!
"
she
commanded
,
and
Becky
stole
away
,
her
face
hidden
in
her
apron
,
her
shoulders
shaking
.
