"Of that you can't judge."
"I've always worn my peasant's dress."
"Clothes have nothing to do with it."
"I've spun, and woven, and done cooking."
"Neither is that the thing."
"I can speak just as you and mother speak."
"It's not that either."
"Well, then, I really don't know what it is," the girl said, laughing.
"Time will show; but I'm afraid you've already got too many thoughts."
"Thoughts, thoughts! so you always say; I have no thoughts;" and she wept.