"I didn't begin," whimpered Letty, overcome by the wrath in Anna's voice.
"But all this time you have been going on with it, instead of at once telling Miss Leech or me."
"I never met a—a lover before—I thought it—great fun."
"Then all those flowers were from him?"
"Ye—es." Letty was in tears.
"He thought I knew they were from him?"
No answer.
"Did he?" insisted Anna.
"Ye—es."
"You are a very wicked little girl," said Anna, with awful sternness. "You have been acting untruths every day for ages, which is just as bad as telling them. I don't believe you have an idea of the horridness of what you have done—I hope you have not. Of course your lessons at Lohm have come to an end. You will not go there again. Probably I shall send you home to your mother. I am nearly sure that I shall. Go away." And she pointed to the door.