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That was called charcoal: and it had burned quietly as the fellow had swung it gently and had given off a weak sour smell.
When they got inside they walked up and down the room--or rather, Patent-leathers stood still while Square-toes walked up and down.
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.
Miss Bartlett, smarting under an obligation, would scarcely be civil.
