She isn't worth bothering over.

You can send her back her ridiculous things.

You are going to be happy now, and forget all about this cruel, terrible woman." "You brazen imp, you," screamed the woman, and rushed at Grace, who stood perfectly still, looking the angry woman in the face with such open scorn in her gray eyes that Miss Brant drew back and stood scowling at her, her hands working convulsively.
"Come, girls," said Mr.Bright.

"We have no more time to waste.

If you have anything to say to me, Miss Brant, you can always find me at my office on East Main Street.