Name: Sara Crewe or What Happened at Miss Minchin's: (Frances Hodgson Burnett Classics Collection) (en Inglés)
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Author: Hodgson Burnett, Frances
ISBN: 9781508701378

portada Sara Crewe or What Happened at Miss Minchin's: (Frances Hodgson Burnett Classics Collection) (en Inglés)

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Libro Físico

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Frances Hodgson Burnett

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Inglés

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22.9 x 15.2 x 0.2 cm

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0.07 kg.

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9781508701378

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Sara Crewe or What Happened at Miss Minchin's: (Frances Hodgson Burnett Classics Collection) (en Inglés)

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Reseña del libro "Sara Crewe or What Happened at Miss Minchin's: (Frances Hodgson Burnett Classics Collection) (en Inglés)"

Then her papa gave Miss Minchin some money and went away, and for several days Sara would neither touch the doll, nor her breakfast, nor her dinner, nor her tea, and would do nothing but crouch in a small corner by the window and cry. She cried so much, indeed, that she made herself ill. She was a queer little child, with old-fashioned ways and strong feelings, and she had adored her papa, and could not be made to think that India and an interesting bungalow were not better for her than London and Miss Minchin's Select Seminary. The instant she had entered the house, she had begun promptly to hate Miss Minchin, and to think little of Miss Amelia Minchin, who was smooth and dumpy, and lisped, and was evidently afraid of her older sister. Miss Minchin was tall, and had large, cold, fishy eyes, and large, cold hands, which seemed fishy, too, because they were damp and made chills run down Sara's back when they touched her, as Miss Minchin pushed her hair off her forehead and said: