creepity

Updated: May 28, 2025

"Bless me if it ain't!" shouted Susan in amazement. "It's Sandy's wee creepity woman!" The queen smiled when she saw them. She reached out her hands and patted theirs in turn, asking, "Now what is your name, dearie?" "Are ye sure ye're the queen?" gasped Bridget. "Maybe I am and maybe I'm not," was the answer. "Then ye been't the wee gray woman back yonder?" asked Sandy.

Ruth Sawyer - The Primrose Ring

Now all we've got to do is to forget trusters an' humps an' pains an' them disagreeable things, an' think o' somethin' pleasant." "Ain't nothin' pleasant ter think of in er horspital," wailed John, the present disheartenment clouding over all past happiness. "Ain't, neither," agreed James. "Aye, there be," contradicted Sandy. "Dinna ye ken the wee gray woman 'at cam creepity round an' smiled?"

Ruth Sawyer - The Primrose Ring