““Hundreds of pounds have I spent on nonsense for her. And I shall never see a penny of it. Put a stop to this ridiculous party of hers. Go and make her change her frock at once.” “I?” panted Miss Amelia. “M-must I go and tell her now?” “This moment!” was the fierce answer. “Don’t sit staring like a goose. Go!” Poor Miss Amelia was accustomed to being called a goose. She knew, in fact, that she was rather a goose, and that it was left to geese to do a great many disagreeable things.””
