Right on her forehead were two protruding points.

Should horns be really growing there?
The child had a sudden horrible fright at this thought.

She was sure that everybody could see them already, for she could feel them quite distinctly.

She could not stand it any longer, so she ran away to old Martha.
"No, I did not do it, Martha.

I never did it," she called out, running into the little room.