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After a while she raised her face and looked at Emily, who seemed to be gazing at her round the side of one angle, and, somehow, by this time actually with a kind of glassy-eyed sympathy.
Sara drew her in cautiously, but she looked as if something pleased and amused her.
"I don't see any good in them," said Ermengarde stoutly.
"Yes, miss, you are," she cried, and her words were all broken.
