“I told you so,” each one in turn.
“I sensed he was nothin’,” said portly Miss Tuffin;
“I mistrusted,” said thin Aunty Gray.
“I somehow got thinkin’,” said Grandma a-blinkin’;
“He warn’t all he should be, that jay.”
“I had intuitions, like needles in cushions,”
Observed Ann, the good parson’s wife;
“Same as me,” yapped sour Fanny; “I knowed ye did, Annie;”
“Me too,” offered Miss Tilly Clife.
“I told you so,” each one to this one, to that one;