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The green flag waved, and the local train, long overdue, started with a jerk for the Craigwen Valley

One moment more, and the neat school hats of the new-comers had swelled the group of similar school hats already collected on the platform; ecstatic greetings were exchanged, urgent questions asked and hasty answers given, and items of choice information poured forth with the utmost volubility of which the English tongue is capable. Urged by … Continue reading “The green flag waved, and the local train, long overdue, started with a jerk for the Craigwen Valley”

It was perfectly possible, and often even more convenient, to drive to the school direct

The little wayside station, erstwhile the quietest and sleepiest on the line, was soon overflowing with girls and their belongings. Miss Moseley flitted up and down the platform, marshalling her charges like a faithful collie, the one porter did his slow best, and after a few agitated returns to the compartments for forgotten articles, everything … Continue reading “It was perfectly possible, and often even more convenient, to drive to the school direct”

Rona had only given a somewhat bald account of her home

Ulyth Stanton was a decided personality in the Lower Fifth. If not exactly pretty, she was a dainty little damsel, and knew how to make the best of herself. Her fair hair was glossy and waved in the most becoming fashion, her clothes were well cut, her gloves and shoes immaculate. She had an artistic … Continue reading “Rona had only given a somewhat bald account of her home”

When Monsieur Dufarge began to speak to Sara, she looked a little frightened

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. She was a fat child who … Continue reading “When Monsieur Dufarge began to speak to Sara, she looked a little frightened”

Captain Crewe would remove her at once

If Sara had been a different kind of child, the life she led at Miss Minchin’s Select Seminary for the next few years would not have been at all good for her. She was treated more as if she were a distinguished guest at the establishment than as if she were a mere little girl.

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The green flag waved, and the local train, long overdue, started with a jerk for the Craigwen Valley

One moment more, and the neat school hats of the new-comers had swelled the group of similar school hats already collected on the platform; ecstatic greetings were exchanged, urgent questions asked and hasty answers given, and items of choice information poured forth with the utmost volubility of which the English tongue is capable. Urged by … Continue reading “The green flag waved, and the local train, long overdue, started with a jerk for the Craigwen Valley”

It was perfectly possible, and often even more convenient, to drive to the school direct

The little wayside station, erstwhile the quietest and sleepiest on the line, was soon overflowing with girls and their belongings. Miss Moseley flitted up and down the platform, marshalling her charges like a faithful collie, the one porter did his slow best, and after a few agitated returns to the compartments for forgotten articles, everything … Continue reading “It was perfectly possible, and often even more convenient, to drive to the school direct”

Rona had only given a somewhat bald account of her home

Ulyth Stanton was a decided personality in the Lower Fifth. If not exactly pretty, she was a dainty little damsel, and knew how to make the best of herself. Her fair hair was glossy and waved in the most becoming fashion, her clothes were well cut, her gloves and shoes immaculate. She had an artistic … Continue reading “Rona had only given a somewhat bald account of her home”

When Monsieur Dufarge began to speak to Sara, she looked a little frightened

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. She was a fat child who … Continue reading “When Monsieur Dufarge began to speak to Sara, she looked a little frightened”

Captain Crewe would remove her at once

If Sara had been a different kind of child, the life she led at Miss Minchin’s Select Seminary for the next few years would not have been at all good for her. She was treated more as if she were a distinguished guest at the establishment than as if she were a mere little girl.