You pitiful thing! Here: give me the pen." "I will strike it out if you wish; but I think--" "No: it shall stay there to witness against you.

How see how I confess my faults." And she wrote, in a fine, rapid hand: "This evening Gertrude Lindsay and Jane Carpenter met me at the top of the stairs, and said they wanted to slide down the banisters and would do it if I went first.

I told them that it was against the rules, but they said that did not matter; and as they are older than I am, I allowed myself to be persuaded, and did." "What do you think of that ?" said Agatha, displaying the page.
They read it, and protested clamorously.
"It is perfectly true," said Agatha, solemnly.
"It's beastly mean," said Jane energetically.

"The idea of your finding fault with Gertrude, and then going and being twice as bad yourself! I never heard of such a thing in my life." "'Thus bad begins; but worse remains behind,' as the Standard Elocutionist says," said Agatha, adding another sentence to her confession.
"But it was all my fault.

Also I was rude to Miss Wilson, and refused to leave the room when she bade me.