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Updated: June 28, 2025
The streets were all twisty and winding and so narrow that a wagon could only just pass along them. The houses overhung at the top and came so close together that people in the attics could lean out of the windows and shake hands with their neighbors on the opposite side of the street. The Doctor told us the town was very, very old. It was called Monteverde.
Someone raised the cover of a vat, and peering down into the opening we saw a small, vicious engine hard at work, entirely enveloped in twisty, coily, stewy depths of black oil, like a devil-fish writhing in sea-ooze and cuttle-juice.
He groped his way across the smaller room and found the knob of the door which led to the room Barlow had occupied last night. That door was locked. As he fumbled with it he heard someone stir in Barlow's room. "Who's there?" he called out. "That you, Twisty?" There was no answer. He rapped on the door and called again.
The streets are miles long and very twisty, and have paths on each side made of bright worsted. The birds used to steal the worsted for their nests, but a policeman has been appointed to hold on at the other end. One of the great differences between the fairies and us is that they never do anything useful.
"Billy!" gasped Margaret as she came out to them. "Well, me and Snap don't want him up, and I bet you Jimmy and Belle don't, either. I ain't been twisty inside once since I been here, and I don't want to go away, and Snap don't, either. He told me so." "Billy! That is not true. Dogs can't talk," cautioned Margaret. "Then what makes you open the door when he asks you to?" demanded Billy.
There was a new moon that night a little shavin' of a thing that hardly gave no light, an' from where we was there was a twisty pine tree branch that struck out right acrost it like a picture card two fer five.
And that reminds me who is your distinguished looking friend at the hotel? I was dying to ask you, the other night, but didn't dare. I know he is somebody famous." Conrad Lagrange, studying her face, answered reluctantly, "No, he is not famous; but I fear he is going to be." "Another twisty saying," she retorted. "But I mean to have an answer, so you may as well speak plainly.
"Well," said Annie, "it does seem out of the way, I admit, that I should tell him, but I can't give you the whole story of how I came to do it. It wouldn't interest you at least, it would, but I oughtn't to tell it. It is a twisty sort of thing." "Twisty?" said Roberta, drawing herself up, and a little away from her companion.
The streets are miles long and very twisty, and have paths on each side made of bright worsted. The birds used to steal the worsted for their nests, but a policeman has been appointed to hold on at the other end. One of the great differences between the fairies and us is that they never do anything useful.
But his rhythm was getting away from him and his rhymes petered out and he stopped, laughing while around him men clamored for more. "Oh, there'll be a tale to tell when Twisty sails back," he conceded. "But until he's under way there's no tale to tell and so what's the use of talk? A song's better; walk her up, Twisty, old mate." Barlow's impatience flared out into irritation.
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