"Come, Steve," she said.
"Stay right where you are!" Captain Elisha did not request now, he commanded.

"Stevie, stand still.

Caroline, I want to talk to you." The girl hesitated.

She had never been spoken to in that tone before.
Her pride had been already deeply wounded by what she had learned that afternoon; she was fiercely resentful, angry, and rebellious.

She was sure she never hated anyone as she did this man who ordered her to stay and listen to him.