[Penrod and Sam by Booth Tarkington]@TWC D-Link bookPenrod and Sam CHAPTER XV 11/11
She let him stand before her throughout a silence, equalled, perhaps, by the tenser pauses during trials for murder, and then, containing herself, she sweepingly gestured him to the pillory--a chair upon the platform, facing the school. Here he suffered for the unusual term of an hour, with many jocular and cunning eyes constantly upon him; and, when he was released at noon, horrid shouts and shrieks pursued him every step of his homeward way. For his laughter-loving little schoolmates spared him not--neither boy nor girl. "Yay, Penrod!" they shouted.
"How's your beautiful hair ?" And, "Hi, Penrod! When you goin' to get your parents' consent ?" And, "Say, blue stars in heaven, how's your beautiful eyes ?" And, "Say, Penrod, how's your tree-mores ?" "Does your tree-mores thrill your bein', Penrod ?" And many other facetious inquiries, hard to bear in public. And when he reached the temporary shelter of his home, he experienced no relief upon finding that Margaret was out for lunch.
He was as deeply embittered toward her as toward any other, and, considering her largely responsible for his misfortune, he would have welcomed an opportunity to show her what he thought of her..
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