"Say you gave money to me often, Katy?"
Katy answered in a low voice. She was too confused to think of any expedient; she answered with the truth. Perhaps that would put an end to this intolerable scene. It would be bad enough to have them know, but it was worse to stand here in misery with them all staring at her.
"Yes," she answered Alvin, "I did give you sometimes money."
"What!" cried the squire.
Uncle Edwin and Bevy each gave a kind of groan.
Katy lifted her head.
"I said 'yes.'"
Now Bevy began to cry aloud.
"Next time I will not take you to the squire, you lump! Next time I will twist your ear quite off. I will settle you right!"
"Bevy, you had better go," suggested the squire; and meekly Bevy departed.