"Same thing, ain't it?" said Mrs. Stout. "Ain't there a play about the taming of somebody?"
"The 'Taming of the Shrew,'" Miss Sawyer responded, quickly.
"That's it. Why wouldn't that be a good play for us?" laughed Mrs. Stout.
"I don't like the name," Mrs. Tweedie replied. "It savours too much of the domineering of the other sex."
"Well," said Mrs. Stout, "we might change the name."
"Change the name!" exclaimed the horrified ladies.
"Change the name of one of Shakespeare's plays!" groaned Miss Sawyer.
"What name, may I ask," said Mrs. Tweedie, majestically, "would you substitute?"
Mrs. Stout was thoroughly enjoying the discomfiture that she had caused, and was laughing in a most provoking manner.
"We might call it the 'Un-taming of the Shrews,'" she replied, and then added: "See here, I don't see any terrible harm in changin' the name of anything. You changed yours, Mis' Tweedie, didn't you?"