word, I suppose," said I, observing her rise, and begin to take leave of my mother.
"You may have as many words as you please,—only I can't stay to hear them."
"No; that is the way: you hear just as much of an argument as you please; and the rest may be spoken to the wind."
"If you are anxious to say anything more on the subject," replied she, as she shook hands with Rose, "you must bring your sister to see me some fine day, and I'll listen, as patiently as you could wish, to whatever you please to say. I would rather be lectured by you than the vicar, because, I should have less remorse in telling you, at the end of the discourse, that I preserve my own opinion precisely the same as at the beginning—as would be the case, I am persuaded, with regard to either logician."
"Yes, of course," replied I, determined to be as provoking as herself; "for, when a lady does consent to listen to an argument against her own opinions, she is always predetermined
