_College!_ Go home and tell your father never to send you again.

Laughing in my face--and staring! Why don't you say something?
How old are you ?" Mrs.Hutch actually stopped, and I jumped into the pause.
"I'm seventeen," I said quickly, "and I feel like seventy." This was too much, even for me who had spoken.

I had not meant to say the last.

It broke out, like my wicked laugh.

I was afraid, if I stayed any longer, Mrs.Hutch would have the apoplexy; and I felt that I was going to cry.