"I will have some bread and milk sent up for your supper.

To-morrow morning you will take that candy back to the store, and tell the man you stole it, and ask his pardon." "Yes, sir," said Eddy.

He at once began unfastening his little blouse preparatory to retiring.
Carroll went out of the room and closed the door behind him.

His sister met him at the head of the stairs and accosted him in a sort of fury.
"Arthur Carroll," said she, tersely, "I wish you would tell me one thing.

Did you whip that child for his faults or your own ?" Carroll looked at her.