I was going on to tell him what I thought of him; but Mother gasped out, "Marie! _Marie! Stop_!" And then I stopped.

I had to, of course.

Then she said that would do, and I might go to my room.

And I went.

And that's all I know about it, except that she came up, after a little, and said for me not to talk any more about it, to her, or to any one else; and to please try to forget it.
I tried to tell her what I'd seen, and what I'd heard that wicked, deep-dyed villain say; but she wouldn't let me.