“It was dreadful,” said Fan, with a reproachful look. “And not a bit in earnest.”
“How did you do it?” Nelly questioned.
“This way.”
There isn’t any method of spelling such terrific sneezing. No combination of letters would do it justice. I thought I wouldn’t laugh; but I did and the children screamed.
“Good snuff—wasn’t it?” he said, with a droll wink.
“I don’t see how you can do it, all in fun,” said wide-eyed Daisy.
“I do not believe I shall take you out with me again,” commented Fan, severely.
“But I know the way now. I shall drop in to see the old lady often, and get a pinch of snuff. O, dear! I am almost worn out with my arduous duties. Can any one stay me with a glass, and comfort me with cold water—the literal for apples and love? And then can’t we dissipate on croquet? If I sit still much longer I shall have the rickets. My physician prescribed active exercise.”
“You had better take the baby out in her carriage, if you want exercise,” said Tiny Tim, having heard the two connected some way.
He laughed.