Annetta Bell was of two minds whether to go into hysterics again or not , especially as she did n't know just where the mouse had gone . But she decided not to . Who could take any comfort out of hysterics with a teacher so white-faced and so blazing-eyed standing before one ? `` Who put that mouse in my desk ? '' said Anne . Her voice was quite low but it made a shiver go up and down Paul Irving 's spine . Joe Sloane caught her eye , felt responsible from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet , but stuttered out wildly , `` N ... n ... not m ... m ... me t ... t ... teacher , n ... n ... not m ... m ... me . '' Anne paid no attention to the wretched Joseph . She looked at Anthony Pye , and Anthony Pye looked back unabashed and unashamed . `` Anthony , was it you ? '' `` Yes , it was , '' said Anthony insolently . Anne took her pointer from her desk . It was a long , heavy hardwood pointer . `` Come here , Anthony . '' It was far from being the most severe punishment Anthony Pye had ever undergone . Anne , even the stormy-souled Anne she was at that moment , could not have punished any child cruelly . But the pointer nipped keenly and finally Anthony 's bravado failed him ; he winced and the tears came to his eyes . Anne , conscience-stricken , dropped the pointer and told Anthony to go to his seat . She sat down at her desk feeling ashamed , repentant , and bitterly mortified . Her quick anger was gone and she would have given much to have been able to seek relief in tears .
So all her boasts had come to this ... she had actually whipped one XXXXX her pupils .
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