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you been doing, my dear child?" she said.
Annie's heart softened when she saw her dear mother's tenderness, and she ran to her and hid her face in her dress, and said as well as her sobs would permit, "Oh, mother, I have been so naughty. I have been doing what you told me not to do. I have been using the pen and ink in the drawing-room, and I have inked my clean frock, and I thought you would be angry, and I came up stairs to try and wash it out, but I cannot; it will not come out whatever I do," and she again burst into tears.
