human
Well, ma'am and what can _I_ do for _you_?
gpt
I--I just want to know which one of you old straws sent that box to me?
human
Box to _you_! jerked out Amanda, the next less ancient of the Misses Grim, who had just entered and at once stopped stock still to catch Mrs. Winslow's remark;
gpt
Oh, you can't play your innocence on me! retorted Mrs. Winslow very violently.
human
You wear very white collars, and very black caps and very straight dresses, and look very saintly, but you're just three old witches; that's what you are!
gpt
Pooh, pooh!
human
Pooh, pooh! if you like; but if I find out which one of you sent that box, I'll--I'll shake every bone in her old body into a match!
gpt
Match? responded Hannah, the least ancient and most fiery of the three virgins, and who entered at this critical moment;