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As for you, you wicked child,' said Miss Monflathers, turning to Nell,
tell your mistress that if she presumes to take the liberty of sending
to me any more, I will write to the legislative authorities and have her
put in the stocks, or compelled to do penance in a white sheet; and
you may depend upon it that you shall certainly experience the
treadmill if you dare to come here again. Now ladies, on.'
The procession filed off, two and two, with the books and parasols,
and Miss Monflathers, calling the Baronet's daughter to walk with her
and smooth her ruffled feelings, discarded the two teachers - who by
this time had exchanged their smiles for looks of sympathy - and left
them to bring up the rear, and hate each other a little more for being
obliged to walk together.
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