tes in t,  Becky carried under , tied round  ape. tisfying to eat erest to Saras existence. , so look into s time it occurred to o bring tle meat pies, s t s upon a discovery. ed te sparkled.

    quot;O; s;ts fillinness ts best. Sponge cakes a evenly t it melts aand, miss. t stay in yer stummick.quot;

    quot;ell,quot; ated Sara, quot;I dont t ayed al I do believe tisfying.quot;

    tisfying--and so  a cook-sime, Becky began to lose ired feeling, and t seem so unbearably heavy.

    emper of ternoon to look foro--t Miss Sara o be in ting room. In fact, t meat pies. If time only for a fe put  into one; and if time for more, tallment of a story to be told, or some oterimes lay atic to t ster ture  t idea o poor Becky, and or sure ; and times  of t-- t and laugimes gay, kind laug help of all.

    Becky  laugtle e kne, ter ;fillinquot; as t pies.

    A feter came to  seem to be ten in sucs as usual.  very ly overhe diamond mines.

    quot;You see, little Sara,quot; e, quot;your daddy is not a businessman at all, and figures and documents bot really understand t feveris be aossing about, one  and spend troublesome dreams. If my little missus tle Missus?quot;

    One of o call ;little missusquot; because she had such an old-fashioned air.

    ions for o be, indeed, a marvel of splendid perfection. o tter asking able present, Sara .

    quot;I am getting very old,quot; se; quot;you see, I so  doll. t it. If I could e poetry, I am sure a poem about `A L