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The Visitor
IwonderMissMinchindidn’tturnSaraout—evenifshedoeswantherforateacher."
"Ifshewasturnedoutwherewouldshego?"inquiredJessie,atrifleanxiously.
"HowdoIknow?"snappedLavinia."She’lllookratherqueerwhenshecomesintotheschoolroomthismorning,Ishouldthink—afterwhat’shappened.Shehadnodinneryesterday,andshe’snottohaveanytoday."
Jessiewasnotasill-naturedasshewassilly.Shepickedupherbookwithalittlejerk.
"Well,Ithinkit’shorrid,"shesaid."They’venorighttostarvehertodeath."
WhenSarawentintothekitchenthatmorningthecooklookedaskanceather,andsodidthehousemaids;butshepassedthemhurriedly.Shehad,infact,oversleptherselfalittle,andasBeckyhaddonethesame,neitherhadhadtimetoseetheother,andeachhadcomedownstairsinhaste.
Sarawentintothescullery.Beckywasviolentlyscrubbingakettle,andwasactuallygurglingalittlesonginherthroat.Shelookedupwithawildlyelatedface.
"ItwastherewhenIwakened,miss—theblanket,"shewhisperedexcitedly."Itwasasrealasitwaslastnight."
"Sowasmine,"saidSara."Itisalltherenow—allofit.WhileIwasdressingIatesomeofthecoldthingsweleft."
"Oh,laws!Oh,laws!"Beckyutteredtheexclamationinasortofrapturousgroan,andduckedherheadoverherkettlejustintime,asthecookcameinfromthekitchen.
MissMinchinhadexpectedtoseeinSara,whensheappearedintheschoolroom,verymuchwhatLaviniahadexpectedtosee.