What do you want, auntie ?" in a very loud voice.
My head buzzed like a saw--my heart made such a loud thud against my side I thought stars! she wanted "an ounce o' snuff," and that article was kept in a glass jar in plain sight on the other side of the store.

There was a movement in that direction, and I recovered partially, I half resolved to rise up suddenly--pretend I'd been hiding for fun--and laugh the whole thing off as a joke.

But the insulting, the ridiculous comments I had overheard, had made me too indignant.

Pretty joke, indeed! But I wished I had obeyed the dictates of prudence and affected to consider it so.

Father came bustling in while the girls were trying to tie up the snuff, and sneezing beautifully.
"What! what! young ladies! Where's John ?" "That's more than we know--tschi-he! We've been waiting at least ten minutes.