'It is past all bearing.

Here, I locked her up, and gave her a hymn to learn.

What does she do, but spy out where I put my key.
She has gone to my wardrobe, taken a bonnet-trimming, and cut it all to pieces to make dolls' jackets! I never saw anything like it in my life.' [Illustration] 'I don't know what to do' she went on; 'I have taught and taught.

I have talked till I'm tired.

I've whipped her.