"You know what I think of you," she muttered.

"I just finished telling you.

I told you last week, too." "So you did," smiled Patience, "but surely you must think other uncomplimentary things of me." "Will you kindly take your hands off my shoulders and attend to your own affairs ?" Kathleen's voice choked with renewed anger.
Patience's hands dropped to her sides.

"Very well.

If you haven't anything further to say on the subject of my short-comings, I'll proceed to yours," was her brisk declaration.
"I won't listen to you," cried Kathleen passionately.