"I h-hid when I saw him comin'," I stammered, "I was too s-sick to come home." Surely this would affect her!
She stared incredulously. "Sick! Where are you sick?"
"All o-ver."
"Take your hand from your eyes. What made you sick?"
"I f-fell."
"Fell!" her tone was contemptuous. "Where did you fall?"
"D-down."
Mrs. Handsomebody became ironical.
"How extraordinary! I have never heard of people falling up."
"They can fall out," interrupted Angel.
Mrs. Handsomebody rapped her ruler in his direction.
"Silence!" she gobbled. "Not another word from you." Then, turning to me—"You say that you fell down, hurt yourself, and have since been in hiding. Now tell me precisely what happened from the moment that you ventured beyond the bounds I have prescribed for you."
There was no use in hedging. I saw that there was nothing for it but to drown this woman out; so I raised my voice and drowned her out.
My next sensation was that of a scuffle, several sharp smacks with the ruler, and at last being
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