She looked at him critically, caught in an internal war. He looked ridiculous, but his manners were in place if overblown. He had also agreed with her, yet she didn't care to be humored. For the moment she remained mollified, and she replied "Quite. I would like to do away with them all," she thought again an then thumped her cane on the floor, "and their makers! What is the use of something meant to serve that does not obey?"