GRANDMA. So you have, dear, so you have! You do it very well. And I am going to reward you.
PAULINE. (happily) Reward me, mam?
GRANDMA. Yes. I have just received word my newly engaged Professor of Rudimentary Household Science cannot come. How would you like to be a professor, Pauline?
PAULINE. Oh, me a professor, mam! Me, who has nothing but rags to my name, a professor?
GRANDMA. Yes, Pauline. I have made up my mind. I am going to make you my Professor of Rudiments. Young ladies, this is our new Professor of Rudiments, (all curtsey)
PAULINE, (wiping her eyes) I feel like I ought to make a speech, mam, but I can't, I'm that overcome. I don't feel like I could do justice to the job, mam.
GRANDMA. Oh, yes you can, my dear. Now, your duties as Professor of Rudiments will consist in teaching the young ladies scrubbing—
PAULINE. Scrubbin'?
GRANDMA. Yes, scrubbing, and mopping, and blacking stoves.
PAULINE. Scrubbin' an' moppin' an' blackin' stoves?