Or, if he doesn't do that, they will both whip me every day." Joyce stamped her foot.

"I don't believe it," she cried, indignantly.
"Brossard is only trying to scare you.

Your uncle is an old man now, so old that he must be sorry for the way he acted when he was young.

Why, of course he must be," she repeated, "or he never would have brought you here when you were left a homeless baby.

More than that, I believe he will be angry when he finds how you have been treated.