So now, then!' You can imagine how furious everyone was with Jane for feeling what each of them had felt all the morning.

In each breast the same thought arose, 'No one can say it's OUR fault.' And they at once began to show Jane how angry they all felt that all the fault was hers.

This made them feel quite brave.
'Tell-tale tit, its tongue shall be split, And all the dogs in our town shall have a little bit,' sang Robert.
'It's always the way if you have girls in anything.' Cyril spoke in a cold displeasure that was worse than Robert's cruel quotation, and even Anthea said, 'Well, I'M not afraid if I AM a girl,' which of course, was the most cutting thing of all.
Jane picked up her doll and faced the others with what is sometimes called the courage of despair.
'I don't care,' she said; 'I won't, so there! It's just silly going to places when you don't want to, and when you don't know what they're going to be like! You can laugh at me as much as you like.

You're beasts--and I hate you all!' With these awful words she went out and banged the door.
Then the others would not look at each other, and they did not feel so brave as they had done.
Cyril took up a book, but it was not interesting to read.

Robert kicked a chair-leg absently.