Bessie could not stop herself from
crying, and was afraid of letting Uncle John see her; so she flew out
after them, and straight up-stairs to her own room. Miss Fosbrook
and Susan both longed to follow her, but they had missed this
opportunity; and the sound of voices outside showed so plainly that
the Captain and Henry were in the hall that they durst not open the
door.
Everyone was appalled, and nothing was said for a few seconds. The
first to speak was Annie, in a low, terror-stricken whisper, yet with
some curiosity in it: "I wonder what Papa will do to him?"
"Give him nine dozen, I hope!" answered David through his small white
teeth, all clenched together with rage.
"For shame, Davie!" said Susan; "you should not wish anything so
dreadful for your brother."
"He has been so wicked! I wish it! I WILL wish it!" said David.
"Hush, David!" said Miss Fosbrook; "such things must not be said. I
will talk to you by and by."
"I am glad poor Bessie is cleared!" added Susan; "though I always
knew she could not have done it."
"To be sure--I knew it was Hal!"
"Sam! you did?--why didn't you tell?" cried Annie.
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