Suddenly taking hold of the dress she had just taken off she threw it out of the window.

After a while Mina returned, bringing back the dress.

Cornelli was sitting on the window-sill crossly looking down at the yard.
"Look out that the wind doesn't blow you down, too, like your dress," Miss Mina said unpleasantly.
"I don't care," Cornelli replied obstinately.

"It did not blow down at all, for I threw it down on purpose." "Oh, is this the way you behave?
Next time you can get it yourself," said Miss Mina, running away indignantly.
Next morning Cornelli was walking across the courtyard, happily talking to her teacher, whose hand she was holding.

During her school hours she had forgotten all the troubles of the day before, for Mr.Malinger had been as kind to her as ever.