I will not be kept.

Oh, mamma, you would not desire me to quarrel with you openly, before the servants, before all the world! I will not be kept.

I will certainly go back to Folking.
Would I not go back though I had to get through the windows, to walk the whole way, to call upon the policemen even to help me ?' 'No one will help you, Hester.

Every one will know that for the present this should be your home.' 'It never shall be my home again,' said Hester, bursting into tears, and rushing after her baby.
Then there were two hours of intense misery in that house,--of misery to all who were concerned.

The servants, down to the girl in the scullery and the boy who cleaned the boots, were made aware that master and mistress were both determined to keep their married daughter a prisoner in the house.