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"
Carmichael
!
"
the
Indian
gentleman
cried
out
loudly
.
"
Carmichael
!
"
"
We
must
not
frighten
her
,
"
Mr.
Carmichael
said
aside
to
him
in
a
quick
,
low
voice
.
And
he
added
aloud
to
Sara
,
"
So
you
were
sent
up
into
the
attic
,
and
made
into
a
little
drudge
.
That
was
about
it
,
was
n't
it
?
"
"
There
was
no
one
to
take
care
of
me
,
"
said
Sara
.
"
There
was
no
money
;
I
belong
to
nobody
.
"
"
How
did
your
father
lose
his
money
?
"
the
Indian
gentleman
broke
in
breathlessly
.
"
He
did
not
lose
it
himself
,
"
Sara
answered
,
wondering
still
more
each
moment
.
"
He
had
a
friend
he
was
very
fond
of
--
he
was
very
fond
of
him
It
was
his
friend
who
took
his
money
.
He
trusted
his
friend
too
much
.
"
The
Indian
gentleman
's
breath
came
more
quickly
.
"
The
friend
might
have
MEANT
to
do
no
harm
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
might
have
happened
through
a
mistake
.
"
Sara
did
not
know
how
unrelenting
her
quiet
young
voice
sounded
as
she
answered
.
If
she
had
known
,
she
would
surely
have
tried
to
soften
it
for
the
Indian
gentleman
's
sake
.
"
The
suffering
was
just
as
bad
for
my
papa
,
"
she
said
.
"
It
killed
him
.
"
