`` Mary , I know you are crying . I heard you . Are you lonesome ? '' Mary suddenly appeared to view but said nothing . `` Let me in beside you . I 'm cold , '' said Una shivering in the chilly air , for the little garret window was open and the keen breath of the north shore at night blew in . Mary moved over and Una snuggled down beside her . `` NOW you wo n't be lonesome . We should n't have left you here alone the first night . '' `` I was n't lonesome , '' sniffed Mary . `` What were you crying for then ? '' `` Oh , I just got to thinking of things when I was here alone . I thought of having to go back to Mrs. Wiley -- and of being licked for running away -- and -- and -- and of going to hell for telling lies . It all worried me something scandalous . '' `` Oh , Mary , '' said poor Una in distress . `` I do n't believe God will send you to hell for telling lies when you did n't know it was wrong . He COULD N'T . Why , He 's kind and good . Of course , you must n't tell any more now that you know it 's wrong . '' `` If I ca n't tell lies what 's to become of me ? ''
said XXXXX with a sob .
Mary Una Wiley breath course distress garret left night window