The moment she saw Corny she stepped up to her.
"Wont you buy some rose-buds, missy ?" she said.

"De puttiest rose-buds I ever brought you yit." Corny looked at her with a withering glare, but Priscilla didn't wither a bit.

She was a poor hand at withering.
"Please buy 'em, missy.

I kep' 'em fur you.

I been a-keepin' 'em all de mornin'." "I don't see how you dare ask me to buy your flowers!" exclaimed Corny.
"Go away! I never want to see you again.