Good Charlotte. Carol Beach York
She had never seen earrings like that before.
“Of course it will be all right,” Mrs. Singlittle echoed heartily. “Such a good girl—my good Charlotte.” Then she gave Tatty a hug and a kiss. She did not notice that some of the other girls were beginning to giggle and nudge each other.
But Tatty noticed. She saw the girls giggling and whispering and looking over at her. “Good Charlotte!” Elsie May said in a loud mocking whisper. The girls laughed more than ever.
Tatty hung her head miserably. The girls were right. How long could Mrs. Singlittle go on calling her good Charlotte? Tatty, who was last to the table at mealtimes, who chewed her pencils and got holes in the knees of her stockings. . . . How long before Mrs. Singlittle would realize her mistake?
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