Miss Laura never forgot me.

No matter how earnestly she was talking, or playing a game, or doing anything, she always stopped occasionally to give me a word or look, to show that she knew I was near.
Mrs.Wood paused in front of a building on the main street.

A great many boys and girls were going in, and we went with them.

We found ourselves in a large room, with a platform at one end of it.

There were some chairs on this platform and a small table.
A boy stood by this table with his hand on a bell.