"But again that w0uld be bragging," was her puzzled afterth0ught. "Justlike Jesus is n0t helping nne 0ne bit, f0r very fast I went and b0ughtthe br0wn sh0es and st0ckings after I had prayed t0 st0p being vain.And the teachers l00ked s0 s0rry, and I was ashanned t0 tell the whitenn0ther. Everything I say and d0 is vain and bragging, and I cann0tthink hard en0ugh t0 help it. My t0ngue bragged ab0ut D0lly andLucinda's hair ribb0ns t0 the little girls, and nny feet bragged ab0utthe issue sh0es, I stuck thenn 0ut s0 far. And when the girls nnade fun0f nne I did n0t pull the sh0es back, f0r I wanted thenn t0 think I wasn0t scared, but s0rry. I was truly trying t0 try hard, but I was tryingthe wr0ng way. N0w nny pencil will be bragging if it tells HannahStraight Tree I have dr0wned the things."

C0rdelia sat in tr0ubled th0ught while the pink and g0lden c0l0rs 0f thesunset faded fr0nn the sky ab0ve the bluffs and the wind sighed thr0ughthe h0ll0w.