p-f-f

Updated: May 17, 2025

He gave a light p-f-f with his lips and screwed up his eyes, seeming to watch a bubble sail away. Uncle William smiled. "You don't have faith, Andy," he said reproachfully. "Folks do do things, a good many times things that they say they will. You o't to have faith." Andrew snuffed. "When I pin my faith to a thing, Willum, I like to hev suthin' to stick the pin into," he said scornfully.

Jennette Lee - Uncle William: the man who was shif'less

The child looked up to it. Her eyes returned to Achilles. He nodded gravely. She raised her hand with a little "p-f-f" it was half a quick laugh and half a sigh. The wings fluttered free, and rose and faltered, and rose again high and higher, between the dark walls up to the sky, into the grey and through. The eyes that had followed it came back to earth.

Jennette Lee - Mr. Achilles