Run along, Jack.

You ain't so growed up as I was thinkin'.

Or hold on--maybe you're _more_ grown up.

Which is it?
Are you turnin' into a woman, Jack ?" She whirled on Pierre in a white fury.
"You see?
You see what you've done?
He'll never trust me again--never! Pierre, I hate you.

I'll always hate you.