And then turning on me: "My father and I are a fine pair," she said, "but I am thanking the good God there will be somebody worse than what we are.

I am thanking the good God that he has let me see you so.
There will never be the girl made that would not scorn you." I had borne a good deal pretty patiently, but this was over the mark.
"You have no right to speak to me like that," said I."What have I done but to be good to you, or try to?
And here is my repayment! O, it is too much." She kept looking at me with a hateful smile.

"Coward!" said she.
"The word in your throat and in your father's!" I cried.

"I have dared him this day already in your interest.

I will dare him again, the nasty pole-cat; little I care which of us should fall! Come," said I, "back to the house with us; let us be done with it, let me be done with the whole Hieland crew of you! You will see what you think when I am dead." She shook her head at me with that same smile I could have struck her for.
"O, smile away!" I cried.