[CHAPTER IX]
IMPRISONMENT
"Nancy Weston Corner," exclaimed Aunt Sarah, "where have you been all day? Who was that you were talking to up there at the house? I saw you coming away."
"It was my Aunt Helen," replied Nan, stoutly.
"And have you been up there hobnobbing with her and that wicked old mother of hers?"
"I reckon I've a right to hobnob with my own aunt," retorted Nan, immediately up in arms, "and as for my grandmother, she isn't there and she'd not be wicked if she were."
"Much you know about it. If you did know, you'd have more pride than to insinuate yourself into a household where you are not wanted."