vethel'th

Updated: May 10, 2025

An' we found Liz sittin' on a rock at the turn o' the road, lookin' down from the hill at the White Lily: all alone sittin' there in the moonlight, all alone thinkin' o' God knows what! "'Hello, Liz! says I. "'Hello, Tumm! says she. 'What vethel'th that? "'That's the White Lily, Liz, says I. An' here's the cook o' that there craft, says I, 'come up the hill t' speak t' you.

- Quaint Courtships