What did he care for fines, if the chance of the pig was gone? And
he was sullenly angry with Miss Fosbrook for using no measures to
recover the money, fancied she did not care, and remembered the
foolish nursery talk about her favouring Bessie.
Once Miss Fosbrook heard a little gasping from the corner, and
looking round, saw poor Bessie crying quietly over her slate, and
trying hard to check herself. She would not have noticed her, though
longing to comfort her, if David had not cried out, "Bet is crying!
A fine!"
"No," said Miss Fosbrook; "but a fine for an ill-natured speech that
has made her cry."
"She has got the pig's money," muttered David.
"Say that again, and I shall punish you, David."
He looked her full in the face, and said it again.
She was thoroughly roused to anger, and kept her word by opening the
door of a small dark closet, and putting David in till dinner-time.
Then she and Susan both tried to soothe Bessie, by reminding her how
childish David was, how he had caught up some word that probably Hal
had flung out without meaning it, and how no one of any sense
suspected her for a moment.
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