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![]() Her flaxen hair was braided in a tight pigtail, tied with a ribbon, and she had pulled this pigtail around her neck, and was biting the end of the ribbon, resting her elbows on the desk, as she stared wonderingly at the new pupil. She was a fat child who did not look as if she were in the least clever, but she had a good-naturedly pouting mouth. On that first morning, when Sara sat at Miss Minchin’s side, aware that the whole schoolroom was devoting itself to observing her, she had noticed very soon one little girl, about her own age, who looked at her very hard with a pair of light, rather dull, blue eyes. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! ![]() The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. ![]()
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