What I had meant, of course, was, that I should boss the job, and that Harris and George should potter about under my directions, I pushing them aside every now and then with, "Oh, you--!" "Here, let me do it." "There you are, simple enough!"-- really teaching them, as you might say.

Their taking it in the way they did irritated me.

There is nothing does irritate me more than seeing other people sitting about doing nothing when I'm working.
I lived with a man once who used to make me mad that way.

He would loll on the sofa and watch me doing things by the hour together, following me round the room with his eyes, wherever I went.

He said it did him real good to look on at me, messing about.