And so three years went by. Sara' s Father wrote to her often, and Sara wrote loving little letters back to him. One day a very exciting letter arrived. Everybody in the school talked about it for days.
' My friend, ' wrote Mr crewe, ' has some mines in northern India, and a month ago his workers found diamonds there. There are thousands of diamonds in these mines, but it is expensive work to get them out. My friend needs my help. SoLittle Missus' ( this was Mr Crewe' s special name for Sara) , ' I am putting all my money into my friend' s diamond mines, and one day you and Iare going to be very rich. . '
Sara was not interested in money, but a story about diamond mines in India was exciting. Nearly everybody was very pleased for Sara, but not Lavinia, of course.
' Huh ! ' she said. ' My mother has a diamond. Lots of people have diamond. What' s so interesting about diamond mines ? '
' But there are thousands of diamonds in these mines, ' said Ermengard. ' Perhaps millions of them ! ' Lavinia laughed. ' Is sara going to wear diamonds in her hair at breakfast, then ? or is it ' ' Princess sara' ' now ? '
sara' s face went red. she looked at lavinia angrily, but said quietly, ' some people call me ' ' Princess' ' i know that. But princesses don' t get angry or say unkind things, so i' m not going to say anything to you, lavinia. '
' To me, you are a princess, ' Ermengarde side to sara later. ] And you always look link a princess, in your beautiful dresses.