"How are you today ?" "I'd be a whole lot better if some people weren't so smart," replied Sibylla, venting her feelings on the broom.

"Should think a Perfesser would feel himself too big to talk to a 'servant'." "On the contrary, my dear girl, I feel honored.

I presume you are not feeling as well as usual.

What makes you think it is condescension for me to address you ?" asked the genial old man, kindly.
"Well, since you ask me, I don't mind a-tellin' you.

Yesterday your son insulted me, I won't take no insult from nobody, I am just as good as what you are, even if I hain't got much book larnin'." With this deliverance, Sibylla felt she had done full justice to the occasion and would have closed the interview abruptly had not the Professor, with a restraining hand, detained her.
"We must get to the bottom of this grievance, Sibylla.