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"Is that the way you got your new carpets?" "Yes." "And your new blinds?" "Yes." "Well, I declare! But doesn't Mr. Claxton diminish your allowances of money?" "Yes, but his credit is as good as his money. I never pay for dry goods, shoes, or groceries. The bills are all sent in to him." "And he never grumbles?" "I can't just say that.
Also there was a bar in the lobby. Amby shoved up to that prompt and came back with two pink lemonades, at 75 cents a throw. "Well," says I, "ain't there mint on top and a cherry in the bottom?" "And weak lemonade in between," grumbles Ambrose. "What do they take me for, a gold fish?" "We'll try a cabaret next," says I. We did.
He heard it all as plainly as we did, and seemed as if be did not care a bit for it, but "sent the division into good quarters, when the men were as enthusiastic as they were formerly mutinous." In 1796 d'Entraigues, the Bourbon spy, reports, "As a general rule, the French soldier grumbles and is discontented. He accuses Bonaparte of being a thief and a rascal.
Bunny and Susan and Grandpa Grumbles cried, "Hush, be still, stop crying, and tell us what is the matter." Grandpa Grumbles asked, "Did you hurt your ugly little nose?" Then Snubby Nose cried and he screamed and he howled louder than ever. Bunny asked, "Did you get stuck fast in another snowdrift?" Snubby Nose cried so loudly that they did not hear the "patter, patter, patter" of little feet.
The Seventeen Little Bears shouted, "Please tell us about the Toy Shop!" Grandpa Grumbles shook his umbrella. Out fell a little rocking horse. He shook it again. Out fell a horn. He shook it again. Out fell a drum. The Seventeen Little Bears shouted, "Hurrah, hurrah! It is really true, Grandpa Grumbles, you are going to open a Toy Shop."
This is not the kind of thing that keeps hunting alive, but it is the kind of day which occurs in most ordinary counties in February, and at which no one greatly grumbles. But if a slow woodland day is unattractive, the man who hunts in a modest way from London and wishes to be sure of a run has no lack of choice.
And in relation to the inn, I suppose I had better mention that I am well aware of the inconsistency of a person who dislikes the modern caravansary, and yet grumbles when he finds a hotel of the superannuated sort, one ought to choose, it would seem, and make the best of either alternative.
"Have you done any work here?" the Cossack inquires. "Yes a little." "For me?" "No. It did not so happen." "When it does so happen I will give you some bread." And like a water-butt the fat kindly-looking man goes rolling out of the yard. "What else was to be expected?" grumbles Konev with his eyebrows elevated to the middle of his forehead. "The folk hereabouts are knaves. Ah, well!"
They rubbed him dry with a soft towel, and all the time Snubby Nose cried and he screamed and he howled! Just at this very minute Grandpa Grumbles came in shaking the snow off his fur and whiskers. He shook his green cotton umbrella. He came in grumbling, "It's noisy here, I do declare, I just came out to take the air." Snubby Nose stopped his noise and stared at Grandpa Grumbles.
Then whisk! Before they could wink an eyelash they were safely down the chimney. Snubby Nose cried and he screamed and he howled! Tippy Toes danced this way, and he danced that way, and said, "Oh, Grandpa Grumbles, how I enjoyed the ride!" Grandpa Grumbles said, "Off to bed when the merry winds blow, So back up the chimney old Grandpa can go."
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