Маленькая принцесса

           SometimesSarareadaloudfromherbooks,sometimesshelearnedherownlessons,sometimesshesatandlookedintothefireandtriedtoimaginewhoherfriendcouldbe,andwishedshecouldsaytohimsomeofthethingsinherheart.

           Thenitcameaboutthatanotherwonderfulthinghappened.Amancametothedoorandleftseveralparcels.Allwereaddressedinlargeletters,"TotheLittleGirlintheright-handattic."

           Saraherselfwassenttoopenthedoorandtakethemin.Shelaidthetwolargestparcelsonthehalltable,andwaslookingattheaddress,whenMissMinchincamedownthestairsandsawher.

           "Takethethingstotheyoungladytowhomtheybelong,"shesaidseverely."Don’tstandtherestaringatthem.

           "Theybelongtome,"answeredSara,quietly.

           "Toyou?"exclaimedMissMinchin."Whatdoyoumean?"

           "Idon’tknowwheretheycomefrom,"saidSara,"buttheyareaddressedtome.Isleepintheright-handattic.Beckyhastheotherone."

           MissMinchincametohersideandlookedattheparcelswithanexcitedexpression.

           "Whatisinthem?"shedemanded.

           "Idon’tknow,"repliedSara.

           "Openthem,"sheordered.

           Saradidasshewastold.WhenthepackageswereunfoldedMissMinchin’scountenanceworesuddenlyasingularexpression.Whatshesawwasprettyandcomfortableclothing—clothingofdifferentkinds:shoes,stockings,andgloves,andawarmandbeautifulcoat.Therewereevenanicehatandanumbrella.