`` You might put peas in your shoes , you know , '' suggested Peter . `` The very thing ! I never thought of that . I 'll get some after breakfast . I 'm not going to eat a single thing all day , except bread and water -- and not much of that ! '' This , we felt , was a heroic measure indeed . To sit down to one of Aunt Janet 's meals , in ordinary health and appetite , and eat nothing but bread and water -- that would be penance with a vengeance ! We felt WE could never do it . But the Story Girl did it . We admired and pitied her . But now I do not think that she either needed our pity or deserved our admiration . Her ascetic fare was really sweeter to her than honey of Hymettus . She was , though quite unconsciously , acting a part , and tasting all the subtle joy of the artist , which is so much more exquisite than any material pleasure . Aunt Janet , of course , noticed the Story Girl 's abstinence and asked if she was sick . `` No . I am just doing penance , Aunt Janet , for a sin I committed . I ca n't confess it , because that would bring trouble on another person . So I 'm going to do penance all day . You do n't mind , do you ? '' Aunt Janet was in a very good humour that morning , so she merely laughed .
`` Not XXXXX you do n't go too far with your nonsense , '' she said tolerantly .
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