United States or Pitcairn Islands ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
My uncle was grumpy, snappish, silent, giving his visitor most unmistakably to understand that his calls were anything but a pleasure to him; but it was all of no use. 'That wouldn't do, boy, said my uncle, puckering his face into a rather pleased smile.
"Don't excite yourself," I replied, "or else address her, if you have any intentions that way. She does not look unapproachable; I fancy, although she appear to be a little bit grumpy." "Why don't you speak to her?" he said. "I don't know what to say, for I am always terribly stupid at first; I can never make advances to a woman in the street.
My companions were very good fellows, with one exception, a grumpy old wretch who had served in Africa, and could talk about nothing but the heat of Algeria and the chances for plunder he had let slip there. Finding nothing to do at the barricade, I tied my horse and fell asleep upon the pavement.
'Now you know the beginning, middle, and end, and all about it. We won't mention the subject to one another any more; neither, of course, will you mention it to anybody else. This is my grumpy, frumpy story, and we'll keep it to ourselves, Trot!
He did not look to find things very pleasant, and, if not happy, he was, at any rate, contented. "Only think of Johnny Eames being at Guestwick Manor!" said Bell, as they were going home. "I don't see why he shouldn't be there," said Lily. "I would rather it should be he than I, because Lady Julia is so grumpy." "But asking your Uncle Christopher especially to meet him!" said Mrs Dale.
"Say, child!" she exclaimed; "will you go to the dance?" "Certainly I will, with pleasure," I answered, and indeed I felt as if I should thoroughly enjoy it. "Brava! It will be real fun. There are no end of foreign titles coming, I believe. The Colonel's a bit grumpy about it, he always is when he has to wear his dress suit. He just hates it. That man hasn't a particle of vanity.
Crow's word for it that is, all except Grumpy Weasel's cousin, Peter Mink. He spoke up and said that as for him, he would wait and see what happened. He didn't believe old Mr. Crow knew what he was talking about. Mr. Crow grew almost a purplish black with rage. "We'll all wait," he said stiffly. "We'll all wait. And when the race is over you will apologize to me." Peter Mink merely grinned.
H.O. stopped crying, but Alice went on with it. Oswald now said "We're a base and outcast family. Until that pudding's out of the house we shan't be able to look any one in the face. We must see that that pudding goes to poor children not grisling, grumpy, whiney-piney, pretending poor children but real poor ones, just as poor as they can stick."
The officers did their best not only to keep the men employed, but to amuse them in a variety of ways. No grumbling was heard from any ranks. One fellow only showed signs of insubordination. He had long been known on board as "Grumpy Dick." No sooner had he set his foot on shore than he asserted that he was a free man, and would no longer work. "Very well, my fine fellow," said the captain.
And while he searched the stream up and down with his sharp eyes he grew angrier every moment. "Unless I'm mistaken that's my good-for-nothing cousin, Peter Mink," Grumpy muttered. "I'll teach him not to squall at me the rascal!" He did not have to look long before he caught sight of his cousin.
Word Of The Day