b-b-blame

Updated: May 26, 2025

"I d-d-don't b-b-blame you fer laughin', M-M-Miss M-M-M-Markley," said Sam miserably. "What at?" demanded Nora fiercely. "At m-m-my air. I know it's funny, cut off, that way. But I c-c-can't help it. It's gone." "I didn't," exclaimed Nora hotly, her face flushing. "Your ears is all right. I was laughin' at seein' you move 'em. I beg your pardon. I didn't know anybody could, that way, you know.

Emerson Hough - The Girl at the Halfway House : A Story of the Plains