"It was another of our school exercises. We had not been good boys and girls. We had learnt our lesson imperfectly. We have received our punishment, and we mean to do better next time."
"Behave seasonably, fittingly; be less of a wasp; school your tongue."
"Bianca is a pattern to me, I am aware," said Laura.
"She is a good wife."
"I am a poor widow."
"She is a good daughter."
"I am a wicked rebel."
"And you are scheming at something now," said the little nobleman, sagacious so far; but he was too eager to read the verification of the tentative remark in her face, and she perceived that it was a guess founded on her show of spirit.
"Scheming to contain my temper, which is much tried," she said. "But I suppose it supports me. I can always keep up against hostility."
"You provoke it; you provoke it."