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"Oh, aunt!" exclaimed Annie, "you ought never to have asked her if you are going to treat her in this way! And what am I to say to her? What excuse am I to make? Are you not sick? Isn't something the matter with you?" "You can tell them I'm flustrated," said the old lady, "and that is all that's the matter with me.
I'm a vesselman at t' steel works, an' he pointed wi' his hand across t' lake to wheer we could see t' forge. "Gow! but I were fair flustrated. There was Abe Verity tellin' me one minute that I were in heaven, and next minute he were sayin' that he were workin' at t' steel works. You see I had allus thowt that i' heaven iverything would be different to what it is on earth.
"Why, minx, thou art as much flustrated as if thou wert to be married thyself." "I know somebody, I guess," said the girl, in so low a tone as to be heard only by her mistress, close to whose ear was her mouth, "who would like to be flustrated in that manner." Eveline could not restrain her smiles at the impertinence of her maid, and her gaiety seemed to please the good dame.
Baggert, can you put on a couple of extra plates? Mr. Damon and Mr. Preston will stay to lunch." "Not if it's going to put you out, Tom," objected the circus man. "I can go to the hotel, and " "No, indeed!" exclaimed Mrs. Baggert graciously, for she prided herself on her housekeeping arrangements, and she used to say that unexpected company never "flustrated" her.
Nevertheless, much as her mind misgave her in regard to the wedding, she was early on her way to the Elms to see if she could help. "They're sure to be flustrated," she told herself. "Aunt Amy's just as likely as not to lose what little bit of head she has and hired help are broken reeds. Esther will have the brunt of it. She'll be glad enough to see me, I'll be bound." Do not imagine that Mrs.
"O, laws a mercy! how did you find it out, honey?" "Wait 'till we are safe and I'll tell you." "O, honey, did you tell daddy?" "No." "O, I'm awful glad, he'd be so flustrated you know." "Yes, I know; now don't you get flustrated, and let it out quite yet, you had better tell Sorrel Top, though."
"Now the lil ol' woman what lived by herself in that lil ol' tumble-down house hadn't seen that no 'count Buzzard light on the chimney fo' to warm his toes, an' when she hear that voice coming right outen the fireplace, she was some flustrated and scared, was that lil ol' woman. Yes, Sah, she sho'ly was plumb scared. She so scared she tip over a whole kettleful of soup right in the fire.
"Is he now? And what's the matter wid Bridget O'Keefe?" asked the apple-woman. "Excuse me, Mrs. O'Keefe. I know very well you are my friend, and a kind friend, too. I should not have forgotten you." "It's all right, Florence. You're flustrated like, and that's why you forget me." "I have so few friends that I can't spare one," continued Florence. "That's so.
"Feller after doing a thing like this gets flustrated sometimes and drops the knife. And finding the knife might be a help in locating the feller." All of which seemed sufficiently logical to the bystanders. Racey decided he had seen enough. Besides, he wanted to camp closer to his warbags.
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