"Well, you'll not study with Tom Gavot!" Jo was perplexed. She decided to go the very next day to the priest.
"Why not, Mamsey?"
"One sort of learning for girls; another for boys." Jo snapped her thread.
"I wonder why, Mamsey! They both travel the same road."
The word made Jo nervous.
"No, they do not!" she said sharply.
"Well, I shall. You can choose your road, can't you, Mamsey? I mean the sort of things you learn?"
"No."
"It's all wrong then."
"Stop asking stupid questions, child, about things you do not know," Jo broke in.