"Really, my dear! What an extraordinary thing to say!" Little Mrs.Ermsted jerked up her chin aggressively.

"Why extraordinary, I wonder?
Nothing could be more extraordinary than his death.

Either he jumped over the precipice or she pushed him over when he wasn't looking.
I wonder which." But at that Mrs.Ralston gravely arose and rebuked her.

She never suffered any nervous qualms when dealing with this volatile friend of hers.

"It is more than foolish," she said with decision; "it is wicked, to talk like that.