shouted old Hugh , ` come here and tell this scoundrel he lies . He says that you met Kenneth MacNair in the beechgrove last Tuesday . Tell him he lies ! Tell him he lies ! ' `` Ursula was no coward . She looked scornfully at poor Ramsay . '' ` The creature is a spy and a tale-bearer , ' she said , ` but in this he does not lie . I DID meet Kenneth MacNair last Tuesday . ' '' ` And you dare to tell me this to my face ! ' roared old Hugh . ` Back to your room , girl ! Back to your room and stay there ! Take off that finery . You go to no more dances . You shall stay in that room until I choose to let you out . No , not a word ! I 'll put you there if you do n't go . In with you -- ay , and take your knitting with you . Occupy yourself with that this evening instead of kicking your heels at The Springs ! ' `` He snatched a roll of gray stocking from the hall table and flung it into Ursula 's room .
XXXXX knew she would have to follow it , or be picked up and carried in like a naughty child .
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