At this Ann opened her eyes, opened them very wide indeed. “What’s that got to do with me? You’re surely not trying to compare us, are you?”
“Lord forbid! I hope I know my place. Still, SOME people might say what’s sauce for the goose can also be sauce for the ganderess.”
“Don’t be impertinent.”
“Impertinent? just because for once I venture to say what I think?”
“I’ve no wish to hear it.”
“Of course not! You never want to hear anybody but yourself. Only what you think or say or do matters. You must always be c**k of the walk.”
“Well, well, well!” said Ann in a low descending scale, and with an appreciatory nod to each word. “So THAT’S your opinion of me, is it? That’s your thanks for all I’ve done for you? c**k of the walk!” And swinging round on her heel, to get the whole pack under
