I was afraid they had made it sadder, instead of helping me; she was so provoked when she came in she was crying, and over nothing but the plain truth too; if we had storied on her, she'd have had some cause to beller.

She arranged her table, cleaned the board, emptied the water bucket, and closed the windows.

Then she told me I was a rude, untrained child.

I was rude, I suppose, but goodness knows, I wasn't untrained; that was hard on father and mother; I had a big notion to tell them; and then, she never whipped me at all.

She said if I wanted her to love me, I mustn't be a saucy, impudent girl, and I should go straight home and think it over.
I went, but I was so dazed at her thinking I wanted her to love me, that I hardly heard May and Leon calling; when I did I went to the cemetery fence and there they lay in the long grass waiting.
"If you cried, we were coming back and pitch into her," said Leon.
There was a pointer.