w'eedled

Updated: May 26, 2025

"Well, I'll think it over, but Oh, look here, I'm going to have a porch made out of fresh saplings, outside of my room, and it 'll overlook the hills, and it 'll have outdoor cots with olive-gray army blankets over them, and when you wake up in the morning you'll see the hills in the first sunlight." "Glorious! I'll give up my terrace. Though I do think I was w'eedled into it."

Sinclair Lewis - The Trail of the Hawk: A Comedy of the Seriousness of Life