Runaway
"Cecile, Mayor Remsin's son has asked for your hand in marriage." Joseph Pulitzer said.
"Luke?!" Cecile Pulitzer exclaimed with disbelief. "That snotty, spoiled rich brat?"
"…And I have accepted for you." he went on.
"What! How could you do that without my consent? This is the rest of my life that I will have to spend with that imbecile!"
"Cecile, Luke is from a very wealthy family that can provide adequately for you after I am dead."
"I do not need anyone to provide for me! I have a $300,000 fortune in the bank that is mine when I turn 18. I do not need to marry Luke Remsin so please tell him thank you for his offer but I can not accept it."
"You will marry Mr. Remsin, Cecile!"
"Never!" she hissed and ran out of the room. She entered her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. "How could my own grandfather do that to me?" she thought. ]
"I have to get out of here." Turning, she opened her window and climbed down the fire escape ladder. She ran down the driveway and at the main gate she turned and said, "Goodbye Grandfather and Prembley." And without a second look, ran out onto Main Street. She wandered through Manhattan for a while and crossed the Brooklyn Bridge. Tired and sore from all the walking, she lay down and soon fell asleep.