But the place was accepted, and with broken-hearted sobbings Ruby prepared herself for her departure from aunt Pipkin's roof.
"I hope you like your place, Ruby," Mrs. Hurtle said on the afternoon of her last day.
"Indeed then I don't like it at all. They're the ugliest children you ever see, Mrs. Hurtle."
"Ugly children must be minded as well as pretty ones."
"And the mother of 'em is as cross as cross."
"It's your own fault, Ruby; isn't it?"
"I don't know as I've done anything out of the way."

But the place was accepted, and with broken-hearted sobbings Ruby prepared to depart from aunt Pipkin's roof.
"I hope you like your new place, Ruby," Mrs. Hurtle said on her last day.
"Indeed I don't like it at all. They're the ugliest children you ever see, Mrs. Hurtle."
"Ugly children must be minded as well as pretty ones."
"And their mother is as cross as cross."
"It's your own fault, Ruby. 