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She
often
thought
afterward
how
strange
it
was
that
just
as
she
had
finished
saying
this
--
just
at
that
very
moment
--
Miss
Amelia
came
into
the
room
.
"
Sara
,
"
she
said
,
"
your
papa
's
solicitor
,
Mr.
Barrow
,
has
called
to
see
Miss
Minchin
,
and
,
as
she
must
talk
to
him
alone
and
the
refreshments
are
laid
in
her
parlor
,
you
had
all
better
come
and
have
your
feast
now
,
so
that
my
sister
can
have
her
interview
here
in
the
schoolroom
.
"
Refreshments
were
not
likely
to
be
disdained
at
any
hour
,
and
many
pairs
of
eyes
gleamed
.
Miss
Amelia
arranged
the
procession
into
decorum
,
and
then
,
with
Sara
at
her
side
heading
it
,
she
led
it
away
,
leaving
the
Last
Doll
sitting
upon
a
chair
with
the
glories
of
her
wardrobe
scattered
about
her
;
dresses
and
coats
hung
upon
chair
backs
,
piles
of
lace-frilled
petticoats
lying
upon
their
seats
.
Becky
,
who
was
not
expected
to
partake
of
refreshments
,
had
the
indiscretion
to
linger
a
moment
to
look
at
these
beauties
--
it
really
was
an
indiscretion
.
"
Go
back
to
your
work
,
Becky
,
"
Miss
Amelia
had
said
;
but
she
had
stopped
to
pick
up
reverently
first
a
muff
and
then
a
coat
,
and
while
she
stood
looking
at
them
adoringly
,
she
heard
Miss
Minchin
upon
the
threshold
,
and
,
being
smitten
with
terror
at
the
thought
of
being
accused
of
taking
liberties
,
she
rashly
darted
under
the
table
,
which
hid
her
by
its
tablecloth
.
Miss
Minchin
came
into
the
room
,
accompanied
by
a
sharp-featured
,
dry
little
gentleman
,
who
looked
rather
disturbed
.
Miss
Minchin
herself
also
looked
rather
disturbed
,
it
must
be
admitted
,
and
she
gazed
at
the
dry
little
gentleman
with
an
irritated
and
puzzled
expression
.
She
sat
down
with
stiff
dignity
,
and
waved
him
to
a
chair
.
"
Pray
,
be
seated
,
Mr.
Barrow
,
"
she
said
.
Mr.
Barrow
did
not
sit
down
at
once
.
His
attention
seemed
attracted
by
the
Last
Doll
and
the
things
which
surrounded
her
.
He
settled
his
eyeglasses
and
looked
at
them
in
nervous
disapproval
.
The
Last
Doll
herself
did
not
seem
to
mind
this
in
the
least
.
She
merely
sat
upright
and
returned
his
gaze
indifferently
.
"
A
hundred
pounds
,
"
Mr.
Barrow
remarked
succinctly
.
"
All
expensive
material
,
and
made
at
a
Parisian
modiste
's
.
He
spent
money
lavishly
enough
,
that
young
man
.
"
