ill-fired

Updated: May 7, 2025

Every window looked ashamed of itself, and on the ground lay the dear old vine, prone as a lost reputation. "I never see such an ill-fired crank in all the days of my life!" remarked the painter to the new girl, after I had held a brief but spirited interview with him over the garden fence; "blanked if she didn't cry because her vine was down!"

Martha Everts Holden - A String of Amber Beads