"Why, I know that. You and she discussed it at breakfast."
"Yes, but I have teased her since then, over and over again, to let me go, and she won't."
"Of course not when she had once refused."
"Mamma would let me go."
"Aunty is your mamma now. And I can't imagine what makes you such a naughty girl when she is so kind and good to you."
"Do you call it kind and good to thwart me about everything?"
"Gabrielle, I want to tell you something. You've got a guilty conscience. That's what ails you. You are all the time doing something wrong when you know better, and that keeps you unhappy."
"I am not unhappy."
"Yes, you are; and you grow more and more so every day."