It was a cold winter day when a little girl and her
father arrived in London. Sara Crewe was seven years
old and she had long black hair and green eyes. She sat
in the cab next to her father and stared out of the
window at the tall houses and the dark sky. ´Tell me
what you are thinking about, Sara.´ Mr Crewe said, ´You
keep very quiet.´ He embraced his daughter.
Küçük bir kız ve babası Londra'ya vardığında
soğuk bir kış günüydü. Sara Crewe uzun siya ...