“Oh,” exclaimed Elsie, “I’m so glad it was not I who was driving!”
“Why?”
“Because I should have had to tell papa all about it.”
“You don’t tell tales!” exclaimed Walter, with a look of surprise.
“I dislike to very much indeed!” she answered, her cheeks growing hot, “but papa has ordered me to tell him whenever Enna tries to domineer over me, and you know I have to obey him.”
“Yes, that is quite true. Horace is one of the sort that won’t let you off any way at all. It’s hard on you too; but I’ll tell you what, I’ll warn Miss Enna, and maybe it’ll make her behave herself when she’s with you.”
CHAPTER XI.
“I shall the effect of this good lesson keep.”
—Shakespeare.
“Sister Milly, may I come in?”