Bear to have her speak so kindly to me when I did not deserve it, and I burst into tears; I loved her like a mother, and I told her all. "And now, Susan, what are you going to do?" "I want you, ma'am, to tell the schoolmistress." "Better tell her yourself," she answered. After thinking a while, I said that I would; and then my conscience was a little easier. I went a little before the time, that I might see her alone. When I came in, I found a friend of hers with her, and I heard my mistress whispe