I will not stay here.

I will run away!" cried Hetty wildly.
"Let her go, Nell," said Phyllis, giving her sister a warning look; and Miss Davis said: "When she is hungry she can apologize for her conduct.

In the meantime she had better go away and be left alone till she recovers her senses." Hetty fled out of the room and away to her own little chamber, where she locked herself in and flung herself in a passion of rage and grief on the floor.
"I _will_ go away," she sobbed.

"I will run away with Scamp and seek my fortune.

Miss Davis is going to be as bad as Grant, reminding me that I am a charity child.