I'll t-t-ell m-other." "Tell her.

But look out afterwards, that's all." Mary remained, but Sarah regarded the rebellion as ominous.

She thought that the time had come to put Mary's submission really to the test.
V The climax of the affair was in this manner.

Upon an afternoon when the rain was beating furiously upon the window-panes and the wind struggling up and down the chimney, Sarah and Mary played together in Sarah's room; the play consisted of Mary shutting her eyes and pretending she was in a dark wood, whilst Sarah was the tiger who might at any moment spring upon her and devour her, who would, in any case, pinch her legs with a sudden thrust which would drive all the blood out of Mary's face and make her "as white as the moon." This game ended, Sarah's black eyes moved about for a fresh diversion; her gaze rested upon Mary, and Mary whispered that she would like to go home.
"Yes.

You can," said Sarah, staring at her, "if you will do something when you get there." "What ?" said Mary, her heart beating like a heavy and jumping hammer.
"There's something I want.