Here, indeed, was a wayward and troubled life-current.
"But, Judy, Judy!" exclaimed the gentle old teacher, "you would not really have pushed Betty Jo into the river.

She would have been drowned, child.

Surely, you did not mean to kill her, Judy." The girl wrung her hands, and her deformed body swayed to and fro in the nervous intensity of her emotions.

But she answered, stubbornly: "That there was just what I was aimin' ter do.

I'd a-killed her, sure, if Mr.
Burns hadn't a-come just when he did.