"They do not think so."
"And politeness is politeness."
"I sometimes think," said Lois, "that politeness is rudeness."
"Well, I wouldn't let myself be put in a corner so, if I was you."
"But I am in a corner, to them. All the world is where they live; and
I live in a little corner down by Shampuashuh."
"Nobody's big enough to live in more than a corner—if you come to that; and one corner's as good as another. That's nonsense, Lois."
"Maybe, aunty. But there is a certain knowledge of the world, and habit of the world, which makes some people very different from other people; you can't help that."
"I don't want to help it?" said Mrs. Marx. "I wouldn't have you like them, for all the black sheep in my flock."