“Oh, Lottie!” screamed Miss Amelia. “Do stop, darling! Don’t cry! Please don’t!”
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Lottle howled tempestuously. “Haven’t- -got—any—mam—ma-a!”
“She ought to be whipped,” Miss Minchin proclaimed. “You SHALL be whipped, you naughty child!”
Lottle wailed more loudly than ever. Miss Amelia began to cry. Miss Minchin’s voice rose until it almost thundered, then suddenly she sprang up from her chair in
“Oh, Lottie!” screamed Miss Amelia. “Do stop, darling! Don’t cry! Please don’t!”
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Lottle howled tempestuously. “Haven’t- -got—any—mam—ma-a!”
“She ought to be whipped,” Miss Minchin proclaimed. “You SHALL be whipped, you naughty child!”
Lottle wailed more loudly than ever. Miss Amelia began to cry. Miss Minchin’s voice rose until it almost thundered, then suddenly she sprang up from her chair in
