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"
Yes
,
Miss
Minchin
,
"
Sara
answered
;
but
as
she
turned
away
her
heart
leaped
with
the
memory
of
what
yesterday
had
been
.
"
If
the
Magic
had
not
saved
me
just
in
time
,
"
she
thought
,
"
how
horrible
it
would
have
been
!
"
"
She
ca
n't
be
very
hungry
,
"
whispered
Lavinia
.
"
Just
look
at
her
.
Perhaps
she
is
pretending
she
has
had
a
good
breakfast
"
--
with
a
spiteful
laugh
.
"
She
's
different
from
other
people
,
"
said
Jessie
,
watching
Sara
with
her
class
.
"
Sometimes
I
'm
a
bit
frightened
of
her
.
"
"
Ridiculous
thing
!
"
ejaculated
Lavinia
.
All
through
the
day
the
light
was
in
Sara
's
face
,
and
the
color
in
her
cheek
.
The
servants
cast
puzzled
glances
at
her
,
and
whispered
to
each
other
,
and
Miss
Amelia
's
small
blue
eyes
wore
an
expression
of
bewilderment
.
What
such
an
audacious
look
of
well-being
,
under
august
displeasure
could
mean
she
could
not
understand
.
It
was
,
however
,
just
like
Sara
's
singular
obstinate
way
.
She
was
probably
determined
to
brave
the
matter
out
.
One
thing
Sara
had
resolved
upon
,
as
she
thought
things
over
.
The
wonders
which
had
happened
must
be
kept
a
secret
,
if
such
a
thing
were
possible
.
If
Miss
Minchin
should
choose
to
mount
to
the
attic
again
,
of
course
all
would
be
discovered
.
But
it
did
not
seem
likely
that
she
would
do
so
for
some
time
at
least
,
unless
she
was
led
by
suspicion
.
Ermengarde
and
Lottie
would
be
watched
with
such
strictness
that
they
would
not
dare
to
steal
out
of
their
beds
again
.
Ermengarde
could
be
told
the
story
and
trusted
to
keep
it
secret
.
If
Lottie
made
any
discoveries
,
she
could
be
bound
to
secrecy
also
.
Perhaps
the
Magic
itself
would
help
to
hide
its
own
marvels
.
"
But
whatever
happens
,
"
Sara
kept
saying
to
herself
all
day
--
"
WHATEVER
happens
,
somewhere
in
the
world
there
is
a
heavenly
kind
person
who
is
my
friend
--
my
friend
.
If
I
never
know
who
it
is
--
if
I
never
can
even
thank
him
--
I
shall
never
feel
quite
so
lonely
.
Oh
,
the
Magic
was
GOOD
to
me
!
"
If
it
was
possible
for
weather
to
be
worse
than
it
had
been
the
day
before
,
it
was
worse
this
day
--
wetter
,
muddier
,
colder
.
There
were
more
errands
to
be
done
,
the
cook
was
more
irritable
,
and
,
knowing
that
Sara
was
in
disgrace
,
she
was
more
savage
.
But
what
does
anything
matter
when
one
's
Magic
has
just
proved
itself
one
's
friend
.
Sara
's
supper
of
the
night
before
had
given
her
strength
,
she
knew
that
she
should
sleep
well
and
warmly
,
and
,
even
though
she
had
naturally
begun
to
be
hungry
again
before
evening
,
she
felt
that
she
could
bear
it
until
breakfast-time
on
the
following
day
,
when
her
meals
would
surely
be
given
to
her
again
.
It
was
quite
late
when
she
was
at
last
allowed
to
go
upstairs
.
She
had
been
told
to
go
into
the
schoolroom
and
study
until
ten
o'clock
,
and
she
had
become
interested
in
her
work
,
and
remained
over
her
books
later
.
