"Now, my dear Bambi, I protest——"
"It will do you no good. Don't I remember how you started off to meet your nine o'clock class clad in your pyjamas?"
"Oh, my child!"
"Don't talk to me about impracticality. It's my birthright."
"Well, I can prove to you——"
"I never believe anything you have to prove. If I can't see it, first thing, without any process, it isn't true."
"But if you represent yourself as Y, and Jarvis as X, an unknown quantity——"
"Professor Parkhurst, stop there! There's nothing so unreliable as figures, and everybody but a mathematician knows that. Figures lie right to your face."
"Bambina, if you could coin your conversation——" Professor Parkhurst began.
"I am sorry to find you unreasonable about Jarvis, Professor."