Even Cecily was seriously annoyed.

This second blunder of Sara's was too much even for her loyalty.

We saw her turn in at her own gate and go sobbing up her lane with no relenting.
The Story Girl was home before us, having fled from the schoolhouse as soon as the programme was over.

We tried to sympathize with her but she would not be sympathized with.
"Please don't ever mention it to me again," she said, with compressed lips.

"I never want to be reminded of it.