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I cannot think a girl of your age should cry over a simple verrrb." "I thought it was a very elaborate verb!" said Pixie faintly. "But it wasn't that that made me cry; it was hurting your feelings, Mademoiselle!" Mademoiselle leant back in her seat and looked intently at the shrinking figure. "Look up, cherie!" she said softly, and Pixie's fear fell from her like a mantle.
Her eyelids felt weighed down, a lump rose in her throat, and she trembled as with cold, and then presently the dreaded voice spoke again, and Mademoiselle said "Pixie, come here. Bring your verrrb!"
"T-tears!" came the answer in the softest echo of a voice, and Mademoiselle looked down at the woe-begone face with startled eyes. "Tears! Your tears! But why should you cry? It is not so dreadful to write a verrrb. I might have given you worse punishment than that. Perhaps it was because you had missed the afternoon with your friends.
Her voice grew a trifle less sharp, but she was very angry still. "You ought to be ashamed playing such treecks! It is always the same thing there is no peace since you 'ave come. These girls were quite good and mild, but you make them as wild as yourself. I will teach you to be'ave better. You will come with me to the schoolroom and write out a verrrb!"
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