“Stop! Stop!” cried Miss Meadows. “This is awful. This is dreadful.” And she beamed at her girls. “What’s the matter with you all? Think, girls, think of what you’re singing. Use your imaginations. ‘With Flowers o’erladen. Baskets of Fruit and Ribbons to boot. ’And ‘Congratulate. ’” Miss Meadows broke off. “Don’t look so doleful, girls. It ought to sound warm, joyful, eager. ‘Congratulate. ’Once more. Quickly. All together. Now then!” And this time Miss Meadows’ voice sounded over all the other voices—full, deep, glowing with expression. 去书内

  • 用户675098 用户675098

    at the end of the class, they sang happily and satisfied

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