Finding from his unsatisfying replies that the rebbe was but a barren branch on the tree of knowledge, the good little girl never betrayed to the world, by look or word, her discovery of his limitations, but continued to accord him, outwardly, all the courtesy due to his calling.
Her teacher having failed her, the young student, with admirable persistence, carried her questions from one to another of her acquaintances, putting their answers to the test whenever it was possible.

She established by this means two facts: first, that she knew as much as any of those who undertook to instruct her; second, that her oracles sometimes gave false answers.

Did the little inquisitor charge her betrayers with the lie?
Magnanimous creature, she kept their falseness a secret, and ceased to probe their shallow depths.
What you would know, find out for yourself: this became our student's motto; and she passed from the question to the experiment.

Her grandmother told her that if she handled "blind flowers" she would be stricken blind.

She found by test that the pretty flowers were harmless.