krinkly

Updated: May 8, 2025

She ran to the door muffled and hooded, leaped into the sleigh, and gathered up the reins. "But you cannot go alone," said Hays, with awkward courtesy. "I was kalkilatin'" "You're too tired to go out again, dad," broke in Zuleika's voice quickly. "You ain't fit; you're all gray and krinkly now, like as when you had one of your last spells. She'll send the sleigh back to-morrow."

Bret Harte - Colonel Starbottle's Client