“Get back, Thorne, I’m warning you.” Cassidy picked up a vase and held it up.
“Do not threaten me, little girl. If you throw that vase you are only adding to your
The vase whizzed by Thorne and smashed on the opposite wall.
Thorne grabbed Cassidy by the elbow.
“Now, Cassidy, I am going to teach you not to be an ungrateful foul-mouthed brat.”
“Let me go, you overgrown ox, I warn you, you better let me go or you will be sorry!”
“No, little girl, I am sure you are the only one who will be sorry.”
Thorne pulled Cassidy toward the study.
“What is going on in here? We heard a crash!”
“Tillie, you and Gus go back to what you were doing, Cassidy and I are going to have a
discussion in the study.”
“No, Tillie, please,” Cassidy shrieked. “He has lost his mind.”
“Cassidy, why are you afraid of Mr. Thorne?”
“I will tell you why, Tillie, she is afraid because Mr. Thorne has had enough of her bratty
behavior and he is going to spank her backside till it glows crimson red.”
“Let’s go Tillie, this ain’t none of our affair,” added Gus.
Tillie gave Cassidy a painful smile and walked away.
“No, Tillie, please don’t—”