"But I _do_ care about my happiness.

Will you see to _that_ ?" "Of course," says the professor gravely.
"Then you will take me away from Aunt Jane!" The small vivacious face is now all aglow.

"I am not happy with Aunt Jane.

I"-- clasping her hands, and letting a quick, vindictive fire light her eyes--"I _hate_ Aunt Jane.

She says things about poor papa that----_Oh!_ how I hate her!" "But--you shouldn't--you really should not.