Opposite her the manse children lined up on another . Here was spice and mystery and adventure . Something HAD happened . `` No , we wo n't . '' `` Cross your hearts ? '' `` Cross our hearts . '' `` Well , I 've run away . I was living with Mrs. Wiley over-harbour . Do you know Mrs. Wiley ? '' `` No . '' `` Well , you do n't want to know her . She 's an awful woman . My , how I hate her ! She worked me to death and would n't give me half enough to eat , and she used to larrup me ` most every day . Look a-here . '' Mary rolled up her ragged sleeves , and held up her scrawny arms and thin hands , chapped almost to rawness . They were black with bruises . The manse children shivered . Faith flushed crimson with indignation . Una 's blue eyes filled with tears .
`` She licked me Wednesday night XXXXX a stick , '' said Mary , indifferently .
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