No one knew exactly the things that the two little girls did when they
were alone on an afternoon in Sarah's room. Sarah sent Hortense about
her business, and then set herself to the subdual of Mary's mind and
character. There would be moments like this, Sarah would turn off the
electric light, and the room would be lit only by the dim shining of the
evening sky.

"Now, Mary, you go over to that corner--that dark one--and wait there
till I tell you to come out. I'll go outside the room, and then you'll
see what will happen."

"Oh, no, Sarah, I don't want to."

"Why not, you silly baby?"

"I--I don't want to."

"Well, it will be much worse for you if you don't."

"I want to go home."

"You can after you have done that."

"I want to go home now."

"Go into the corner first."

Sarah would leave the room and Mary would stand with her face to the
wall, a trembling prey to a thousand terrors. The light would quiver and