His pride in its clean, sweet newness was gone.

'He slyly tried the paint to see if it couldn't be scraped off, but it was dried in thoroughly.

Whereas before he had taken delight in having his neighbors turn and look at the building, now he kept out of sight whenever he saw a team coming.

He hoed corn away in the back of the field, when he should have been bugging potatoes by the roadside.
Mrs.Ripley was in a frightful mood about it, but she held herself in check for several days.

At last she burst forth: "Ethan Ripley, I can't stand that thing any longer, and I ain't goin' to, that's all! You've got to go and paint that thing out, or I will.
I'm just about crazy with it." "But, mother, I promised "---- "I don't care _what_ you promised, it's got to be painted out.