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A Little Rebel by Mrs. (Margaret Wolfe Hamilton) Hungerford
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"Most interesting place," says the professor, _sotto voce,_ with a
wild but mad hope of smoothing matters down for Perpetua's sake.

If it _was_ for Perpetua's sake, she proves herself singularly
ungrateful. She turns upon him a small vivid face, alight with
indignation.

"You support her," cries she. _"You!_ Well, I shall tell you!
I"--defiantly--"I don't want to go to churches at all. I want to go
to _theatres!_ There!"

There is an awful silence. Miss Marjorie's face is a picture! If the
girl had said she wanted to go to the devil instead of to the
theatre, she could hardly have looked more horrified. She takes a
step forward, closer to Perpetua.

"Go to your room! And pray--_pray_ for a purer mind!" says she.
"This is hereditary, all this! Only prayer can cast it out. And
remember, this is the last word upon this subject. As long as you
are under _my_ roof you shall never go to a sinful place of
amusement. I forbid you ever to speak of theatres again."

"I shall not be forbidden!" says Perpetua. She confronts her aunt with
flaming eyes and crimson cheeks. "I _do_ want to go to the theatre,
and to balls, and dances, and _everything_. I"--passionately, and
with a most cruel, despairing longing in her young voice, "want to
dance, to laugh, to sing, to amuse myself--to be the gayest thing in
all the world!"

She stops as if exhausted, surprised perhaps at her own daring, and
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