Now that we are alone I expect you will tell me exactly all that you did." "I can't indeed, Miss Davis." "You disappoint me exceedingly.

I had been thinking so much better of you; I conclude you were not alone yesterday." "Not all the time, but most of it." "Who was with you when you were not alone ?" Hetty hesitated, and then said, "Mark." "But Mark was out riding with his father." "Yes." "And you were alone all that time." "Yes." "And yet there is something behind that you will not tell.

Hetty, I always thought you frank till now.

Why are you making a mystery ?" "I can't tell you, Miss Davis; I was not doing any harm." "How am I to believe that ?" said Miss Davis.
"Oh, my head!" moaned Hetty, as the pain seemed crushing it.

She thought that if she were to die for it she would not tell that Mark had treated her badly.
Miss Davis went away hurt and displeased, and Hetty was very much alone for several days, being too ill to leave her room, and too deeply in disgrace to be petted by anyone.