Gracie, don't you ever, ever tell anybody about that." "No, Lu; I promised I wouldn't.

But I should think you'd be punished enough with all the wetting and the fright; for weren't you most scared to death ?" "No; I was frightened, but not nearly so much as that.

Not so much as I should be if papa were to walk in just now; because he'd have to hear all about it, and then he'd look so sorry and troubled, and punish me besides." "Then you wouldn't be glad to see papa if he came back ?" Grace said, in a reproachfully inquiring tone.
"Yes, I should," Lulu answered, promptly; "the punishment wouldn't last long, you know; he and I would both get over it pretty soon, and then it would be so delightful to have him with us again." Lulu woke the next morning feeling no ill effects whatever from her exposure to the storm.
Before she and Grace had quite finished their morning toilet Grandma Elsie was at their door, asking if they were well.

She stayed for a little chat with them, and Lulu asked what her punishment was to be.
"Simply a prohibition of lonely rambles," Elsie answered, with a grave but kindly look; "and I trust it will prove all-sufficient; you are to keep near the rest of us for your own safety.".