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"Excuse me for laughing if it was impolite," she said, and walked out of the room, leaving Miss Minchin struggling with her rage, and the girls whispering over their books.
She was sitting in the middle of the bed, with her feet tucked safely under her.
There were more errands to be done, the cook was more irritable, and, knowing that Sara was in disgrace, she was more savage.
"Is it anything to do with the row that has been going on?" said Lavinia, eagerly.
