Frances Hodgson Burnett Quote
That didn’t sound like Melchisedec, she said. It wasn’t scratchy enough.What? said Ermengarde, a little startled.Didn’t you think you heard something? asked Sara.N-no, Ermengarde faltered. Did you?Perhaps I didn’t, said Sara; but I thought I did. It sounded as if something was on the slates--something that dragged softly.What could it be? said Ermengarde. Could it be--robbers?No, Sara began cheerfully. There is nothing to steal.
Frances Hodgson Burnett
That didn’t sound like Melchisedec, she said. It wasn’t scratchy enough.What? said Ermengarde, a little startled.Didn’t you think you heard something? asked Sara.N-no, Ermengarde faltered. Did you?Perhaps I didn’t, said Sara; but I thought I did. It sounded as if something was on the slates--something that dragged softly.What could it be? said Ermengarde. Could it be--robbers?No, Sara began cheerfully. There is nothing to steal.