For answer to this Augusta rose and snatched the book from Nan’s hand.
“You troublesome little thing!” she said. “You really rouse me to be provoked with you. There! go back to your stupid lessons; but remember, you shall pay for this.”
“I wonder how,” thought Nan. “Oh dear! oh dear!”
She sighed deeply.
“Really, Nancy, your sighs and groans are past bearing. What is the matter with you?”
“You make me very unhappy.”
“I make the house too hot for you; is not that it?”
“No, Augusta, that is not it. I have a right to be here; Mrs. Richmond says so.”
Augusta gave a taunting laugh.
“A right to be here!” she said. “A pretty right; but still, if you like to think so, I am not going to interfere. If you are unhappy in the house with Aunt Jessie and Kitty and Nora you can say so; you have the remedy in your own hands.”