Now, no one's thought o' that.

I'll just tell Chandler--he don't seem to me to be half awake, that young man don't." "He's quite wide awake enough without you saying things to him! How about those eggs, Bunting?
I feel quite ready for my breakfast even if you don't--" Mrs.Bunting now spoke in what her husband sometimes secretly described to himself as "Ellen's snarling voice." He turned away and left the room, feeling oddly troubled.

There was something queer about her, and he couldn't make it out.

He didn't mind it when she spoke sharply and nastily to him.

He was used to that.