"No, indeed," said Anne indignantly. She was an excellent target for
teasing because she always took things so seriously. "I shall never have
a switch in my school, Mr. Harrison. Of course, I shall have to have a
pointer, but I shall use it for pointing ONLY."

"So you mean to strap them instead? Well, I don't know but you're right.
A switch stings more at the time but the strap smarts longer, that's a
fact."

"I shall not use anything of the sort. I'm not going to whip my pupils."

"Bless my soul," exclaimed Mr. Harrison in genuine astonishment, "how do
you lay out to keep order then?"

"I shall govern by affection, Mr. Harrison."

"It won't do," said Mr. Harrison, "won't do at all, Anne. 'Spare the
rod and spoil the child.' When I went to school the master whipped me
regular every day because he said if I wasn't in mischief just then I
was plotting it."

"Methods have changed since your schooldays, Mr. Harrison."

"But human nature hasn't. Mark my words, you'll never manage the young
fry unless you keep a rod in pickle for them. The thing is impossible."

"Well, I'm going to try my way first," said Anne, who had a fairly
strong will of her own and was apt to cling very tenaciously to her
theories.