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Carmichael interposed, "the law will do nothing of the sort. If Sara herself wishes to return to you, I dare say Mr. Carrisford might not refuse to allow it. But that rests with Sara." "Then," said Miss Minchin, "I appeal to Sara. I have not spoiled you, perhaps," she said awkwardly to the little girl; "but you know that your papa was pleased with your progress.
Carrisford in amazement. "Your solicitor!" she said. "I do not understand. I have come here as a matter of duty. I have just discovered that you have been intruded upon through the forwardness of one of my pupils a charity pupil. I came to explain that she intruded without my knowledge." She turned upon Sara. "Go home at once," she commanded indignantly. "You shall be severely punished.
She was sent for at once, and came across the square to take Sara into her warm arms and make clear to her all that had happened. The excitement of the totally unexpected discovery had been temporarily almost overpowering to Mr. Carrisford in his weak condition. "Upon my word," he said faintly to Mr. Carmichael, when it was suggested that the little girl should go into another room.
Go home at once." The Indian gentleman drew Sara to his side and patted her hand. "She is not going." Miss Minchin felt rather as if she must be losing her senses. "Not going!" she repeated. "No," said Mr. Carrisford. "She is not going home if you give your house that name. Her home for the future will be with me." Miss Minchin fell back in amazed indignation. "With YOU! With YOU sir!
"That is explanation enough in itself," said Mr. Carmichael. "How could a man on the verge of brain fever judge sanely!" Carrisford shook his drooping head. "And when I returned to consciousness poor Crewe was dead and buried. And I seemed to remember nothing. I did not remember the child for months and months. Even when I began to recall her existence everything seemed in a sort of haze."
Carrisford sat and bit his nails as he looked into the glowing bed of coals in the grate. "Do you suppose," he said slowly, after a pause "do you think it is possible that the other child the child I never cease thinking of, I believe could be could POSSIBLY be reduced to any such condition as the poor little soul next door?" Mr. Carmichael looked at him uneasily.
"I don't believe fifty thousand mice would," said Janet, severely; "and we have to be as quiet as one mouse." Mr. Carrisford laughed and patted her shoulder again. "Papa won't be very long now," she said. "May we talk about the lost little girl?" "I don't think I could talk much about anything else just now," the Indian gentleman answered, knitting his forehead with a tired look.
Carrisford found her this afternoon, and he has got her in his home and she will never come back and she will be more a princess than she ever was a hundred and fifty thousand times more. And I am going to see her tomorrow afternoon. There!" Even Miss Minchin herself could scarcely have controlled the uproar after this; and though she heard the noise, she did not try.
Nora had found a footstool, and Donald was astride the tiger's head which ornamented the rug made of the animal's skin. It must be owned that he was riding it rather violently. "Don't chirrup so loud, Donald," Janet said. "When you come to cheer an ill person up you don't cheer him up at the top of your voice. Perhaps cheering up is too loud, Mr. Carrisford?" turning to the Indian gentleman.
Sara was sitting on a footstool close to Mr. Carrisford's knee, and listening to some of the many things he felt it necessary to try to explain to her, when Ram Dass announced the visitor's arrival. Sara rose involuntarily, and became rather pale; but Mr. Carrisford saw that she stood quietly, and showed none of the ordinary signs of child terror.
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