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The
sight
of
his
native
costume
and
the
profound
reverence
of
his
manner
stirred
all
her
past
memories
.
It
seemed
a
strange
thing
to
remember
that
she
--
the
drudge
whom
the
cook
had
said
insulting
things
to
an
hour
ago
--
had
only
a
few
years
ago
been
surrounded
by
people
who
all
treated
her
as
Ram
Dass
had
treated
her
;
who
salaamed
when
she
went
by
,
whose
foreheads
almost
touched
the
ground
when
she
spoke
to
them
,
who
were
her
servants
and
her
slaves
.
It
was
like
a
sort
of
dream
.
It
was
all
over
,
and
it
could
never
come
back
.
It
certainly
seemed
that
there
was
no
way
in
which
any
change
could
take
place
.
She
knew
what
Miss
Minchin
intended
that
her
future
should
be
.
So
long
as
she
was
too
young
to
be
used
as
a
regular
teacher
,
she
would
be
used
as
an
errand
girl
and
servant
and
yet
expected
to
remember
what
she
had
learned
and
in
some
mysterious
way
to
learn
more
.
The
greater
number
of
her
evenings
she
was
supposed
to
spend
at
study
,
and
at
various
indefinite
intervals
she
was
examined
and
knew
she
would
have
been
severely
admonished
if
she
had
not
advanced
as
was
expected
of
her
.
The
truth
,
indeed
,
was
that
Miss
Minchin
knew
that
she
was
too
anxious
to
learn
to
require
teachers
.
Give
her
books
,
and
she
would
devour
them
and
end
by
knowing
them
by
heart
.
She
might
be
trusted
to
be
equal
to
teaching
a
good
deal
in
the
course
of
a
few
years
.
This
was
what
would
happen
:
when
she
was
older
she
would
be
expected
to
drudge
in
the
schoolroom
as
she
drudged
now
in
various
parts
of
the
house
;
they
would
be
obliged
to
give
her
more
respectable
clothes
,
but
they
would
be
sure
to
be
plain
and
ugly
and
to
make
her
look
somehow
like
a
servant
.
That
was
all
there
seemed
to
be
to
look
forward
to
,
and
Sara
stood
quite
still
for
several
minutes
and
thought
it
over
.
Then
a
thought
came
back
to
her
which
made
the
color
rise
in
her
cheek
and
a
spark
light
itself
in
her
eyes
.
She
straightened
her
thin
little
body
and
lifted
her
head
.
"
Whatever
comes
,
"
she
said
,
"
can
not
alter
one
thing
.
If
I
am
a
princess
in
rags
and
tatters
,
I
can
be
a
princess
inside
.
It
would
be
easy
to
be
a
princess
if
I
were
dressed
in
cloth
of
gold
,
but
it
is
a
great
deal
more
of
a
triumph
to
be
one
all
the
time
when
no
one
knows
it
.
There
was
Marie
Antoinette
when
she
was
in
prison
and
her
throne
was
gone
and
she
had
only
a
black
gown
on
,
and
her
hair
was
white
,
and
they
insulted
her
and
called
her
Widow
Capet
.
She
was
a
great
deal
more
like
a
queen
then
than
when
she
was
so
gay
and
everything
was
so
grand
.
I
like
her
best
then
.
Those
howling
mobs
of
people
did
not
frighten
her
.
She
was
stronger
than
they
were
,
even
when
they
cut
her
head
off
.
"
This
was
not
a
new
thought
,
but
quite
an
old
one
,
by
this
time
.
It
had
consoled
her
through
many
a
bitter
day
,
and
she
had
gone
about
the
house
with
an
expression
in
her
face
which
Miss
Minchin
could
not
understand
and
which
was
a
source
of
great
annoyance
to
her
,
as
it
seemed
as
if
the
child
were
mentally
living
a
life
which
held
her
above
the
rest
of
the
world
.
It
was
as
if
she
scarcely
heard
the
rude
and
acid
things
said
to
her
;
or
,
if
she
heard
them
,
did
not
care
for
them
at
all
.
Sometimes
,
when
she
was
in
the
midst
of
some
harsh
,
domineering
speech
,
Miss
Minchin
would
find
the
still
,
unchildish
eyes
fixed
upon
her
with
something
like
a
proud
smile
in
them
.
At
such
times
she
did
not
know
that
Sara
was
saying
to
herself
:
"
You
do
n't
know
that
you
are
saying
these
things
to
a
princess
,
and
that
if
I
chose
I
could
wave
my
hand
and
order
you
to
execution
.
I
only
spare
you
because
I
am
a
princess
,
and
you
are
a
poor
,
stupid
,
unkind
,
vulgar
old
thing
,
and
do
n't
know
any
better
.
"
This
used
to
interest
and
amuse
her
more
than
anything
else
;
and
queer
and
fanciful
as
it
was
,
she
found
comfort
in
it
and
it
was
a
good
thing
for
her
.
While
the
thought
held
possession
of
her
,
she
could
not
be
made
rude
and
malicious
by
the
rudeness
and
malice
of
those
about
her
.
"
A
princess
must
be
polite
,
"
she
said
to
herself
.
And
so
when
the
servants
,
taking
their
tone
from
their
mistress
,
were
insolent
and
ordered
her
about
,
she
would
hold
her
head
erect
and
reply
to
them
with
a
quaint
civility
which
often
made
them
stare
at
her
.
