"And take these away, too! They're loaded, capped, and NOT on the half-cock! A jar, a fall, the slightest shock is enough to send them off!" "I'm dreadfully sorry that you should find it so uncomfortable in our house, Uncle Sylvester," said Kitty, with a flushed cheek and vibrating voice.
"Oh, it's you--is it ?" said Uncle Sylvester's voice cheerfully.
"I thought it was Bridget out there.

No, I don't intend to find it uncomfortable.

That's why I'm putting these things outside.

But, for Heaven's sake, don't YOU touch them.

Leave that to the ineffable ass who put them there.