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Of
course
the
thing
loved
best
was
the
story
of
the
banquet
and
the
dream
which
was
true
.
Sara
told
it
for
the
first
time
the
day
after
she
had
been
found
.
Several
members
of
the
Large
Family
came
to
take
tea
with
her
,
and
as
they
sat
or
curled
up
on
the
hearth-rug
she
told
the
story
in
her
own
way
,
and
the
Indian
gentleman
listened
and
watched
her
.
When
she
had
finished
she
looked
up
at
him
and
put
her
hand
on
his
knee
.
"
That
is
my
part
,
"
she
said
.
"
Now
wo
n't
you
tell
your
part
of
it
,
Uncle
Tom
?
"
He
had
asked
her
to
call
him
always
"
Uncle
Tom
.
"
"
I
do
n't
know
your
part
yet
,
and
it
must
be
beautiful
.
"
So
he
told
them
how
,
when
he
sat
alone
,
ill
and
dull
and
irritable
,
Ram
Dass
had
tried
to
distract
him
by
describing
the
passers
by
,
and
there
was
one
child
who
passed
oftener
than
any
one
else
;
he
had
begun
to
be
interested
in
her
--
partly
perhaps
because
he
was
thinking
a
great
deal
of
a
little
girl
,
and
partly
because
Ram
Dass
had
been
able
to
relate
the
incident
of
his
visit
to
the
attic
in
chase
of
the
monkey
.
He
had
described
its
cheerless
look
,
and
the
bearing
of
the
child
,
who
seemed
as
if
she
was
not
of
the
class
of
those
who
were
treated
as
drudges
and
servants
.
Bit
by
bit
,
Ram
Dass
had
made
discoveries
concerning
the
wretchedness
of
her
life
.
He
had
found
out
how
easy
a
matter
it
was
to
climb
across
the
few
yards
of
roof
to
the
skylight
,
and
this
fact
had
been
the
beginning
of
all
that
followed
.
"
Sahib
,
"
he
had
said
one
day
,
"
I
could
cross
the
slates
and
make
the
child
a
fire
when
she
is
out
on
some
errand
.
When
she
returned
,
wet
and
cold
,
to
find
it
blazing
,
she
would
think
a
magician
had
done
it
.
"
The
idea
had
been
so
fanciful
that
Mr.
Carrisford
's
sad
face
had
lighted
with
a
smile
,
and
Ram
Dass
had
been
so
filled
with
rapture
that
he
had
enlarged
upon
it
and
explained
to
his
master
how
simple
it
would
be
to
accomplish
numbers
of
other
things
.
He
had
shown
a
childlike
pleasure
and
invention
,
and
the
preparations
for
the
carrying
out
of
the
plan
had
filled
many
a
day
with
interest
which
would
otherwise
have
dragged
wearily
.
On
the
night
of
the
frustrated
banquet
Ram
Dass
had
kept
watch
,
all
his
packages
being
in
readiness
in
the
attic
which
was
his
own
;
and
the
person
who
was
to
help
him
had
waited
with
him
,
as
interested
as
himself
in
the
odd
adventure
.
Ram
Dass
had
been
lying
flat
upon
the
slates
,
looking
in
at
the
skylight
,
when
the
banquet
had
come
to
its
disastrous
conclusion
;
he
had
been
sure
of
the
profoundness
of
Sara
's
wearied
sleep
;
and
then
,
with
a
dark
lantern
,
he
had
crept
into
the
room
,
while
his
companion
remained
outside
and
handed
the
things
to
him
.
When
Sara
had
stirred
ever
so
faintly
,
Ram
Dass
had
closed
the
lantern-slide
and
lain
flat
upon
the
floor
.
These
and
many
other
exciting
things
the
children
found
out
by
asking
a
thousand
questions
.
"
I
am
so
glad
,
"
Sara
said
.
"
I
am
so
GLAD
it
was
you
who
were
my
friend
!
"
There
never
were
such
friends
as
these
two
became
.
Somehow
,
they
seemed
to
suit
each
other
in
a
wonderful
way
.
The
Indian
gentleman
had
never
had
a
companion
he
liked
quite
as
much
as
he
liked
Sara
.
In
a
month
's
time
he
was
,
as
Mr.
Carmichael
had
prophesied
he
would
be
,
a
new
man
.
He
was
always
amused
and
interested
,
and
he
began
to
find
an
actual
pleasure
in
the
possession
of
the
wealth
he
had
imagined
that
he
loathed
the
burden
of
.
There
were
so
many
charming
things
to
plan
for
Sara
.
There
was
a
little
joke
between
them
that
he
was
a
magician
,
and
it
was
one
of
his
pleasures
to
invent
things
to
surprise
her
.
She
found
beautiful
new
flowers
growing
in
her
room
,
whimsical
little
gifts
tucked
under
pillows
,
and
once
,
as
they
sat
together
in
the
evening
,
they
heard
the
scratch
of
a
heavy
paw
on
the
door
,
and
when
Sara
went
to
find
out
what
it
was
,
there
stood
a
great
dog
--
a
splendid
Russian
boarhound
--
with
a
grand
silver
and
gold
collar
bearing
an
inscription
.
"
I
am
Boris
,
"
it
read
;
"
I
serve
the
Princess
Sara
.
"
There
was
nothing
the
Indian
gentleman
loved
more
than
the
recollection
of
the
little
princess
in
rags
and
tatters
.
The
afternoons
in
which
the
Large
Family
,
or
Ermengarde
and
Lottie
,
gathered
to
rejoice
together
were
very
delightful
.
But
the
hours
when
Sara
and
the
Indian
gentleman
sat
alone
and
read
or
talked
had
a
special
charm
of
their
own
.
During
their
passing
many
interesting
things
occurred
.
