Audiobook Dictation: “Well, mother, said the young student…”

"Well, mother," said the young student, looking up, with a shade of impatience. "I wanted to talk with thee a little about thy plans." "Mother; thee knows I couldn't stand it at Westfield; the school stifled me, it's a place to turn young people into dried fruit." "I know," said Margaret Bolton, with a half anxious smile, "thee chafes against all the ways of Friends, but what will thee do? Why is thee so discontented?" "If I must say it, mother, I want to go away, and get out of this dead level."