When you come back," she went on, turning to Miriam, "you'll find that I've moved.

I thought you were nice and I tried to be like you, but now I don't care to live in the same house with you, and I don't intend ever to notice any of you again.

With that she rushed across the hall, slammed the door, and turned the key.
"Locked out," said Miriam grimly.

"I hope she'll let me in before the dinner bell rings.

I'd like to change this grimy blouse for a clean one.
I'll try to reason with her, once she opens the door." "Shall we go in, too, and try to explain matters ?" asked Anne.