What I remember of it all is that I am deceitful and fast, ungrateful, irresponsible, with no sense of decency, and when at last she pronounced sentence, what do you think it was?
Confinement to the house for a week and if after that, I ever meet you again, to be packed off to a finishing-school in Massachusetts.

She rapped her stick on the floor by way of a full stop, and waved her hand toward the door.

I never said a word, not a single one.

What was the use?
I gave her a little bow and went.

Just as I was going to rush upstairs and think over what I could do, Grandfather came out and told me to go to his room to read something to him.