I'll attend to this.

But I'd try to rest before I went out if I were you." "You're a perfect peach," responded Miss Murphy gratefully.

"I said all along I didn't believe you were stuck up and snobbish." Then she ran out, and Gabriella, after surveying the customer for a minute, selected the most unpromising hat in the case, and presented it with a winning smile for the woman's inspection.
"Perhaps something like this is what you are looking for ?" she remarked politely, but firmly.
The customer, an acidulous, sharp-featured, showily dressed person--the sort, Gabriella decided, who would enjoy haggling over a bargain--regarded the offered hat with a supercilious and guarded manner, the true manner of the haggler.
"No, that is not bad," she observed dryly, "but I don't care to give more than ten dollars." "It was marked down from thirty," replied Gabriella, and her manner was as supercilious and as guarded as the other's.

There were women, she had found, who were impressed only by insolence, and, when the need arose, she could be quite as insolent as Miss Murphy.

Unlike Miss Murphy, however, she was able to distinguish between those you must encourage and those you must crush; and this ability to draw reasonable distinctions was, perhaps, her most valuable quality as a woman of business.
"I don't care to pay more than ten dollars," reiterated the customer in a scolding voice.