"But, Kittie, you will have to! That is your home while you are at school."
"I shall never go back there."
"But why not?"
"Do you suppose I could ever tell Miss Elliott that I had killed somebody? Why, I'd rather go to jail. Honest."
"Where else can you go?"
"I don't know. But I won't go there. I won't ever go where Miss Elliott can say anything to me until I am as old as she is,--or till I am married, maybe."
"But you will have to go somewhere for a day or two, you know. You needn't be afraid. Miss Elliott won't say anything when she understands,--"
"No, she won't, because I won't give her the chance. I won't be there for her to say anything to."
"Kittie, dear,--"
"It doesn't make any difference what you say. I won't go."