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Anne
herself
felt
a
prick
of
conscience
but
it
only
served
to
increase
her
mental
irritation
,
and
the
second
reader
class
remember
that
lesson
yet
,
as
well
as
the
unmerciful
infliction
of
arithmetic
that
followed
.
Just
as
Anne
was
snapping
the
sums
out
St
.
Clair
Donnell
arrived
breathlessly
.
“
You
are
half
an
hour
late
,
St
.
Clair
,
”
Anne
reminded
him
frigidly
.
“
Why
is
this
?
”
“
Please
,
miss
,
I
had
to
help
ma
make
a
pudding
for
dinner
‘
cause
we
’
re
expecting
company
and
Clarice
Almira
’
s
sick
,
”
was
St
.
Clair
’
s
answer
,
given
in
a
perfectly
respectful
voice
but
nevertheless
provocative
of
great
mirth
among
his
mates
.
“
Take
your
seat
and
work
out
the
six
problems
on
page
eighty
-
four
of
your
arithmetic
for
punishment
,
”
said
Anne
.
St
.
Clair
looked
rather
amazed
at
her
tone
but
he
went
meekly
to
his
desk
and
took
out
his
slate
.
Then
he
stealthily
passed
a
small
parcel
to
Joe
Sloane
across
the
aisle
.
Anne
caught
him
in
the
act
and
jumped
to
a
fatal
conclusion
about
that
parcel
.
Old
Mrs
.
Hiram
Sloane
had
lately
taken
to
making
and
selling
“
nut
cakes
”
by
way
of
adding
to
her
scanty
income
.
The
cakes
were
specially
tempting
to
small
boys
and
for
several
weeks
Anne
had
had
not
a
little
trouble
in
regard
to
them
.
On
their
way
to
school
the
boys
would
invest
their
spare
cash
at
Mrs
.
Hiram
’
s
,
bring
the
cakes
along
with
them
to
school
,
and
,
if
possible
,
eat
them
and
treat
their
mates
during
school
hours
.
Anne
had
warned
them
that
if
they
brought
any
more
cakes
to
school
they
would
be
confiscated
;
and
yet
here
was
St
.
Clair
Donnell
coolly
passing
a
parcel
of
them
,
wrapped
up
in
the
blue
and
white
striped
paper
Mrs
.
Hiram
used
,
under
her
very
eyes
.
“
Joseph
,
”
said
Anne
quietly
,
“
bring
that
parcel
here
.
”
Joe
,
startled
and
abashed
,
obeyed
.
He
was
a
fat
urchin
who
always
blushed
and
stuttered
when
he
was
frightened
.
Never
did
anybody
look
more
guilty
than
poor
Joe
at
that
moment
.
“
Throw
it
into
the
fire
,
”
said
Anne
.
Joe
looked
very
blank
.
