"You ought to go to New York with it, and see the managers," she said.
"Ugh!"
"Well, it's got to be done. You can't teach school unless you have pupils."
"I am not a pedant," he protested.
"You're a reformer, and you've got to get something to reform."
"The work itself satisfies me."
"It doesn't satisfy me. You have got to produce and learn before you will grow."
"You're a wise body for such a small package."
"That's the way wisdom comes."
"Perhaps, O sibyl, you will read the future and tell me how I am to finance a trip to New York."