It is quite simple. You're grounded for a week and that's that!

[S]he, also, entered, and coming pretty close to my Father, snifted at her Flowers with a sort of extatic eagerness, and then let them fall.

It seems to be a characteristic arenophile. Not common in Holderness except on the morainic gravels, being the chief plant on Coneygarth Hill, near Brandesburton.

But wouldn't it be nice to add pie baking to your resume anyway?