Oh, papa, she has taken you from us." When I told him what I had heard he looked shocked and horrified.
"My poor child! I had no idea of this." He laid me on the couch while he walked up and down the room.
"Horrible!" I heard him say.

"Frightful! Poor child! Alice shall go at once!" He rang the bell when he had compelled me to repeat every word I had overheard, and sent for the housekeeper.

I heard the whispering, but not the words--there was a long, angry conversation.

I heard Sir Roland say "that Alice and every one else who had shared in those kind of conversations should leave." Then he kissed me.
"Papa," I cried to him, "will you send Miss Reinhart away?
No other change is of any use." "My dear Laura, you are prejudiced.

You must not listen to those stupid servants and their vile exaggerations.