"Honestly, I don't think it matters what he talks about it. He's so boring in his delivery that I could fall asleep and I love history," she said, snorting. "He's not a very good teacher, that's all."
Clorinda laughed. "Well, since I've never been the daughter of the lady of the house, I guess I don't know about that. We weren't poor, but we lived in a normal house. I'd rather have my own cottage than sharing with my parents."
She thought about it. "It's a very non-threatening way to say it, but I suppose that the male ego is too fragile for the truth. I guess you can go with that."