Маленькая принцесса
I Tried Not to Be
Carrisfordfoundherthisafternoon,andhehasgotherinhishome—andshewillnevercomeback—andshewillbemoreaprincessthansheeverwas—ahundredandfiftythousandtimesmore.AndIamgoingtoseehertomorrowafternoon.There!"
EvenMissMinchinherselfcouldscarcelyhavecontrolledtheuproarafterthis;andthoughsheheardthenoise,shedidnottry.Shewasnotinthemoodtofaceanythingmorethanshewasfacinginherroom,whileMissAmeliawasweepinginbed.Sheknewthatthenewshadpenetratedthewallsinsomemysteriousmanner,andthateveryservantandeverychildwouldgotobedtalkingaboutit.
Sountilalmostmidnighttheentireseminary,realizingsomehowthatallruleswerelaidaside,crowdedroundErmengardeintheschoolroomandheardreadandre-readthelettercontainingastorywhichwasquiteaswonderfulasanySaraherselfhadeverinvented,andwhichhadtheamazingcharmofhavinghappenedtoSaraherselfandthemysticIndiangentlemanintheverynexthouse.
Becky,whohadhearditalso,managedtocreepupstairsearlierthanusual.Shewantedtogetawayfrompeopleandgoandlookatthelittlemagicroomoncemore.Shedidnotknowwhatwouldhappentoit.ItwasnotlikelythatitwouldbelefttoMissMinchin.Itwouldbetakenaway,andtheatticwouldbebareandemptyagain.GladasshewasforSara’ssake,shewentupthelastflightofstairswithalumpinherthroatandtearsblurringhersight
