" Have you done your work?” she asked. “Dare you stay here a few minutes?”
Becky lost her breath again.
“Here, miss? Me?”
Sara ran to the door, opened it, and looked out and listened.
“No one is anywhere about,” she explained. “If your bedrooms are finished, perhaps you might stay a tiny while. I thought--perhaps--you might like a piece of cake.”
The next ten minutes seemed to Becky like a sort of delirium. "
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