"He'll kill me!" answered Kate, with emphasis.
"No, he won't."
"I don't know what he will do, then."
"He will punish you in some way—won't he?"
"Yes. I don't know what he will do."
"Well, Kate, we must bring him to terms," added Fanny, with the most impudent assurance. "If you will mind what I say, he will not punish you at all. Will you do it?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know! Do you want to go back and be whipped like a baby, be shut up for a week, or something of that kind?"
"Of course I don't."
"And I will tell you how to get rid of all these things, and make your father as glad to see you as though you had been a good little girl all your life, and had been away on a long journey."