She had better see to it.

You tell her that--from me, if you like.

And don't you meddle with school affairs.

I'll take my young men," he added with a smile, "to school when I see fit." "I'm sure, sir," said Mrs.Mitchell, putting her blue striped apron to her eyes, "I asked your opinion before I took him." "I believe I did say something about its being time he were able to read, but I recollect nothing more .-- You must have misunderstood me," he added, willing to ease her descent to the valley of her humiliation.
She walked away without another word, sniffing the air as she went, and carrying her hands folded under her apron.

From that hour I believe she hated me.
My father looked after her with a smile, and then looked down on me, saying-- "She's short in the temper, poor woman! and we mustn't provoke her." I was too well satisfied to urge my victory by further complaint.