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文档介绍:A Litte Princess
A Litte Princess
by Frances Hodgson t
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A Litte Princess
Summary
Sara Crewe, a pupil at Miss Minchin's London school, is left in
poverty when her father dies, but is later rescued by a mysterious
benefactor.
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A Litte Princess
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Sara
Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and
heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop
windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an odd-looking little girl sat
in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the big
thoroughfares.
She sat with her feet tucked under her, and leaned against her father,
who held her in his arm, as she stared out of the window at the passing
people with a queer old-fashioned thoughtfulness in her big eyes.
She was such a little girl that one did not expect to see such a look on
her small face. It would have been an old look for a child of twelve, and
Sara Crewe was only seven. The fact was, however, that she was always
dreaming and thinking odd things and could not herself remember any
time when she had not been thinking things about grown-up people and
the world they belonged to. She felt as if she had lived a long, long time.
At this moment she was remembering the voyage she had just made
from Bombay with her father, Captain Crewe. She was thinking of the
big ship, of the Lascars passing silently to and fro on it, of the children
playing about on the hot deck, and of some young officers' wives who
used to try to make her talk to them and laugh at the things she said.
Principally, she was thinking of what a queer thing it was that at one
time one was in India in the blazing sun, and then in the middle of the
ocean, and then driving in a strange vehicle through strange streets where
the day was as dark as the night. She found this so puzzling that she
moved closer to her father.
"Papa," she said in a low, mysterious little voice which was almost a
whisper, "papa."
"What