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"
What
sort
of
things
?
"
demanded
Lottie
,
with
that
curiosity
Sara
could
always
awaken
even
in
bigger
girls
.
"
Chimneys
--
quite
close
to
us
--
with
smoke
curling
up
in
wreaths
and
clouds
and
going
up
into
the
sky
--
and
sparrows
hopping
about
and
talking
to
each
other
just
as
if
they
were
people
--
and
other
attic
windows
where
heads
may
pop
out
any
minute
and
you
can
wonder
who
they
belong
to
.
And
it
all
feels
as
high
up
--
as
if
it
was
another
world
.
"
"
Oh
,
let
me
see
it
!
"
cried
Lottie
.
"
Lift
me
up
!
"
Sara
lifted
her
up
,
and
they
stood
on
the
old
table
together
and
leaned
on
the
edge
of
the
flat
window
in
the
roof
,
and
looked
out
.
Anyone
who
has
not
done
this
does
not
know
what
a
different
world
they
saw
.
The
slates
spread
out
on
either
side
of
them
and
slanted
down
into
the
rain
gutter-pipes
.
The
sparrows
,
being
at
home
there
,
twittered
and
hopped
about
quite
without
fear
.
Two
of
them
perched
on
the
chimney
top
nearest
and
quarrelled
with
each
other
fiercely
until
one
pecked
the
other
and
drove
him
away
.
The
garret
window
next
to
theirs
was
shut
because
the
house
next
door
was
empty
.
"
I
wish
someone
lived
there
,
"
Sara
said
.
"
It
is
so
close
that
if
there
was
a
little
girl
in
the
attic
,
we
could
talk
to
each
other
through
the
windows
and
climb
over
to
see
each
other
,
if
we
were
not
afraid
of
falling
.
"
The
sky
seemed
so
much
nearer
than
when
one
saw
it
from
the
street
,
that
Lottie
was
enchanted
.
From
the
attic
window
,
among
the
chimney
pots
,
the
things
which
were
happening
in
the
world
below
seemed
almost
unreal
.
One
scarcely
believed
in
the
existence
of
Miss
Minchin
and
Miss
Amelia
and
the
schoolroom
,
and
the
roll
of
wheels
in
the
square
seemed
a
sound
belonging
to
another
existence
.
"
Oh
,
Sara
!
"
cried
Lottie
,
cuddling
in
her
guarding
arm
.
"
I
like
this
attic
--
I
like
it
!
It
is
nicer
than
downstairs
!
"
"
Look
at
that
sparrow
,
"
whispered
Sara
.
"
I
wish
I
had
some
crumbs
to
throw
to
him
.
"
"
I
have
some
!
"
came
in
a
little
shriek
from
Lottie
.
"
I
have
part
of
a
bun
in
my
pocket
;
I
bought
it
with
my
penny
yesterday
,
and
I
saved
a
bit
.
"
