After Mrs. Mac had severely chastised me, Miss Sarah then attacked. “You only have that teaching job because I didn’t apply. I have sufficient reason to be cold to you. You told the students that I applied and didn’t get the job. You lied to make yourself more important. Too good for me, too good for my brother..”
Now, the affair was not completely groundless as I had it from the trustees that she actually did make application and was not accepted. She grew even more angry when I reminded her of that but could not deny the truth and flew into a perfect frenzy, screaming that I would never be the teacher she was. I had not said anything to the students, so I was very cool. “ Be careful here,” I spoke calmly, “or I will have something to say to the trustees about that”.
By now, the kitchen was over-heated as were we all. A little sense remained to me so I snatched up my dinner pail and my books and stormed out of the house. “I will not be home for dinner this evening.”
“Good,” Miss Kate shouted after me. “We will enjoy the peace. But mind, you must be in by eight o’clock. We will not have the neighbours talking about us because of your wanton ways and evil disposition.”
So you see, Nell, why I am so bothered with this every day. Please write,