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. Kücük bir kiz ve babasi Londraya vardiginda soguk bir kis günüydü. Sara Crewe uzun siyah saclari ve yesil gözleri olan yedi yasinda bir kiz cocuguydu. Takside babasinin yanina oturdu ve pencereden disariya uzun evlere ve karanlik gökyüzüne bakti. Bay Crewe Ne düsündügünü söyle, Sara dedi, Oldukca sessizsin. Kizina sarildi.