"They ordered me to do it." "They won't always smell it when you have been to the stable," scolded Miss Mina.
"Yes, but they do smell it," Cornelli retorted, "and even if they didn't, I should have to obey.

They told me to change every time I go to the stable." "Yes, but now you are told not to go there any more, remember that!--so your frequent changing will have to stop," grumbled Miss Mina, while she was helping Cornelli to take off her hot dress.
"Now I have to clean it, besides! You actually give more work than six well brought up children." Miss Mina had never before spoken so roughly to Cornelli, for she had always been anxious to keep in the child's good graces.

But she had suddenly ceased to care about that.
Cornelli looked at her with astonishment.

The child's eyes were also full of something that nobody had ever seen there before.

Mina seemed to understand: "I did not do you any harm," she said quickly; "what I have said is only the truth." With that she left the room.
"If everybody treats me that way I'll be that way, too," cried Cornelli with a furious look.