An interesting little girl is Comfort Pease, whose gold ring causes her to disobey and deceive her mother but whose conscience finally wins the victory, bringing its consequent reward of peace of mind and approval of friends.
"No, you can't," said her grandmother. And they went out shading the candle.
Comfort said no more about the ring the next morning. She knew her mother too well. She did not eat much breakfast, and crept off miserably to school at a quarter past eight, and she had another unhappy day. Nobody had forgotten about the gold ring. She was teased about it at every opportunity. "Why didn't you wear that handsome gold ring?" asked the big girl with red cheeks, until poor Comfort got nearly distracted. It seemed to her that the time to go home would never come, and as if she could never endure to go to school again. That night she begged her mother to let her stay at home the next day. "No," said her mother; "you've begun to go to school, and you're going to school unless you're sick. Now this evening you had better sit down and write a letter to your Aunt Comfort. It's a long time since you wrote to her."
So Comfort sat down and wrote laboriously a letter to her Aunt Comfort, and thanked her