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For doing this he was caned by Aunt Amy herself with a ruler , and at the end of the operation he laughed and said she had n't hurt him at all . In return for this impertinence he was robbed , at luncheon , of his pudding -- which was , of course , on that very day , marmalade pudding -- and then , Mary being discovered putting some of hers into a piece of paper , to be delivered to him in due course , they were both stood in different corners of the room `` until you say you 're sorry . '' When the jingle arrived at three o'clock they had still not made this acknowledgment , and Jeremy said he never would , `` not if he lived till he was ninety-nine . '' At quarter past three Jeremy might have been seen sitting up very straight in the jingle , his face crimson from washing and temper . He was wearing his new sailor suit , which tickled him and was hot and sticky ; he sat there devoting the whole of his energies to the business of hating Aunt Amy . As I have said , he had never hated anyone before , and he was surprised at the glow of virtuous triumph that this new emotion spread over his body . He positively loved to hate Aunt Amy , and as Parkes , the pony , slowly toiled up the hill to the Cathedral , he sat stiff and proud with an almost humorous anger .