"Who insulted her?"
"Ye did. She says ye didn't appreciate her music for the Confirmation."
"But I did."
"But ye didn't tell her so, the hussy."
"Hush, Ann. Don't call names. I had no time to tell Miss Wilson anything. I'll see her to-day."
"Yes, ye will, and that'll make her worse. She's got to be soft-soaped all the time, the painted thing!"
"Please, Ann, don't talk like that. I don't like it, and it makes hard feelings."
"'Tis little feelings yer Reverence should have left after the way the Bishop—"
"Ann!"
"I will say it. Didn't he slide out of bein' here three months ago? An' I wid a dinner fit fer the auld Bishop, and too good fer this—"