"You see," continued Laura, popping the tray of her box on to the floor and sitting down on her bed, so as the better to address her audience--"you see, it's been plumped upon us without any warning. Miss Thompson must have arranged it long ago, but she never let out so much as a teeny-weeny hint. If I'd known before I came back I'd have asked Father to give a term's notice and let me leave at Christmas. Crystal clear, I would." "I call it so mean to have sprung it on us like this! I really couldn't have believed it of Miss Thompson. She's gone down miles in my estimation. I can never feel the same towards her again--_never!_ Those Hawthorners! Oh, to think of it!"…
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