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Becky
gave
a
hysteric
but
joyful
sniff
,
and
her
eyes
looked
quite
moist
with
delight
.
"
It
ai
n't
nothin
'
but
flannin
,
an
'
the
flannin
ai
n't
new
;
but
I
wanted
to
give
yer
somethin'
an
'
I
made
it
of
nights
.
I
knew
yer
could
PRETEND
it
was
satin
with
diamond
pins
in
.
I
tried
to
when
I
was
makin
'
it
.
The
card
,
miss
,
"
rather
doubtfully
;
"
'
t
war
n't
wrong
of
me
to
pick
it
up
out
o
'
the
dust-bin
,
was
it
?
Miss
'M
eliar
had
throwed
it
away
.
I
had
n't
no
card
o
'
my
own
,
an
'
I
knowed
it
would
n't
be
a
proper
presink
if
I
did
n't
pin
a
card
on
--
so
I
pinned
Miss
'M
eliar
's
.
"
Sara
flew
at
her
and
hugged
her
.
She
could
not
have
told
herself
or
anyone
else
why
there
was
a
lump
in
her
throat
.
"
Oh
,
Becky
!
"
she
cried
out
,
with
a
queer
little
laugh
,
"
I
love
you
,
Becky
--
I
do
,
I
do
!
"
"
Oh
,
miss
!
"
breathed
Becky
.
"
Thank
yer
,
miss
,
kindly
;
it
ai
n't
good
enough
for
that
.
The
--
the
flannin
was
n't
new
.
"
When
Sara
entered
the
holly-hung
schoolroom
in
the
afternoon
,
she
did
so
as
the
head
of
a
sort
of
procession
.
Miss
Minchin
,
in
her
grandest
silk
dress
,
led
her
by
the
hand
.
A
manservant
followed
,
carrying
the
box
containing
the
Last
Doll
,
a
housemaid
carried
a
second
box
,
and
Becky
brought
up
the
rear
,
carrying
a
third
and
wearing
a
clean
apron
and
a
new
cap
.
Sara
would
have
much
preferred
to
enter
in
the
usual
way
,
but
Miss
Minchin
had
sent
for
her
,
and
,
after
an
interview
in
her
private
sitting
room
,
had
expressed
her
wishes
.
"
This
is
not
an
ordinary
occasion
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
do
not
desire
that
it
should
be
treated
as
one
.
"
So
Sara
was
led
grandly
in
and
felt
shy
when
,
on
her
entry
,
the
big
girls
stared
at
her
and
touched
each
other
's
elbows
,
and
the
little
ones
began
to
squirm
joyously
in
their
seats
.
"
Silence
,
young
ladies
!
"
said
Miss
Minchin
,
at
the
murmur
which
arose
.
"
James
,
place
the
box
on
the
table
and
remove
the
lid
.
Emma
,
put
yours
upon
a
chair
.
Becky
!
"
suddenly
and
severely
.
Becky
had
quite
forgotten
herself
in
her
excitement
,
and
was
grinning
at
Lottie
,
who
was
wriggling
with
rapturous
expectation
.
She
almost
dropped
her
box
,
the
disapproving
voice
so
startled
her
,
and
her
frightened
,
bobbing
curtsy
of
apology
was
so
funny
that
Lavinia
and
Jessie
tittered
.
