måndag 2 mars 2009

Afternoon tea

Sara put away her books, kissed Mrs. Jonas' rosy cheek, and sat down at the table. Mrs. Eben brought her some fresh tea, some hot rolls, and a little jelly-pot of the apricot preserves Sara liked, and she cut some more fruit cake for her in moist plummy slices. She might be out of patience with Sara's "contrariness," but she spoiled and petted her for all that, for the girl was the very core of her childless heart._ _ _
She ate her rolls and preserves with a healthy appetite, sharpened by her long walk from Newbridge, and told amusing little stories of her day's work that made the two older womenshake with laughter, and exchange shy glances of pride over her cleverness.
When tea was over she poured the remaining contents of the cream jug into a saucer.
"I must feed my pussy," she said as she left the room.
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