"It's snowing again," she announced.
Miss Miflin looked up in dismay. She had forgotten how fast the time was passing. Sarah never knew that, summoned by her stories and her love, it seemed to Miss Miflin that William was there with them.
"I shall have to go at once," she cried. "I had no idea it was so late."
Sarah clasped her hands together.
"You are welcome to stay here," she said. "If it is you good enough, you are welcome to stay here!"
Miss Miflin crossed the room to look out of the window.
"I guess I'll have to. Then I can take the twins with me to school in the morning and they won't need the gun. And why do they want to run away, where some one might pick them up? And who wants to pick them up?"
It was a second before Sarah answered. Suppose she should tell Miss Miflin about Uncle Daniel, and about Jacob Kalb, and all her anxieties and fears? But, no, it would never do. It made her ashamed to think of Uncle Daniel. She did not believe William would like her to tell. She frowned again at Louisa Ellen.
"Ach, they are a little wild," she explained. "They like their school, but they are a little wild."