"Suppose you call on our lady school-mistress for help with dinner.

I'm going to Adam's." Mrs.Bates lifted her gaunt form to very close six feet of height, looking narrowly at her daughter.
"Well, what the nation are you going to Adam's at this time a-Sunday for ?" she demanded.
"Oh, I have a curiosity to learn if there is one of the eighteen members of this family who gives a cent what becomes of me!" answered Kate, her eyes meeting and looking clearly into her mother's.
"You are not letting yourself think he would 'give a cent' to send you to that fool normal-thing, are you ?" "I am not! But it wasn't a 'fool thing' when Mary and Nancy Ellen, and the older girls wanted to go.

You even let Mary go to college two years." "Mary had exceptional ability," said Mrs.Bates.
"I wonder how she convinced you of it.

None of the rest of us can discover it," said Kate.
"What you need is a good strapping, Miss." "I know it; but considering the facts that I am larger than you, and was eighteen in September, I shouldn't advise you to attempt it.

What is the difference whether I was born in '62 or '42?
Give me the chance you gave Mary, and I'll prove to you that I can do anything she has done, without having 'exceptional ability!'" "The difference is that I am past sixty now.