“Oh, Jerry, won’t a day do—two days? Not a whole week!”
“Yes, a whole week,” said inexorable Jerry. “It is fair—ask Jem Blythe if it isn’t.”
Faith felt she would rather submit then ask Jem Blythe about such a matter. She was beginning to realize that her offence was a quite shameful one.
“I’ll do it, then,” she muttered, a little sulkily.
“You’re getting off easy,” said, Jerry severely. “And no matter how we punish you it won’t help father. People will always think you just did it for mischief, and they’ll blame father for not stopping it. We can never explain it to everybody.”