When told that they had come to see Mary-'Gusta she sniffed.
"She's in her room," she said, rather sharply.

"She hadn't ought to be let out, but of course if you want to see her, Judge Baxter, I presume likely she'll have to be.

I'll go fetch her." "Wait a minute, Mrs.Hobbs," said Baxter.

"What's the matter?
Has the child been behaving badly ?" Mrs.Hobbs' lean fingers clinched.

"Behavin' badly!" she repeated.