"How dare you! I am the Magistrate's wife, you outrageous lot! Surrounding an official's family is no minor crime. It's enough to throw you all into the deepest cells of the prison. It would be wiser for your master to come and speak to me directly. Otherwise, you shall regret it."
"If you want our master to come and talk, even if you truly were the Magistrate's wife, you wouldn't be qualified. What's more for an impostor like you. You keep claiming to be the Magistrate's wife, but do you have any proof?"
"What more proof do I need? I am indeed the Magistrate's wife, genuine and irreplaceable. Do I need to prove myself to a mere servant?" The Magistrate's wife was getting more irritated. Since when was it a servant girl's place to question her? It wasn't that there was no evidence; she simply felt a servant girl was not worthy to demand it.
