`Y-youmustforgiveme，littleJude！’shepleaded，herbosomheavingnowasmuchastheboy’s。`Ican’texplain-Iwillwhenyouareolder。
Itdoesseem-asifIhaddoneitonpurpose，nowweareinthesedifficulties！
Ican’texplain，dear！Butit-isnotquiteonpurpose-Ican’thelpit！’
`Yesitis-itmustbe！Fornobodywouldinterferewithus，likethat，unlessyouagreed！Iwon’tforgiveyou，ever，ever！I’llneverbelieveyoucareforme，orFather，oranyofusanymore！’
Hegotup，andwentawayintotheclosetadjoiningherroom，inwhichabedhadbeenspreadonthefloor。Theresheheardhimsay：`Ifwechildrenwasgonethere’dbenotroubleatall！’