It's odd--they're all like that.

I suppose it's because nobody really expects or believes in the unlooked-for thing, and yet that's the thing that always happens.

And then, of course, that other affair, which really is serious, startled you the more." She felt herself ridiculously and angrily blushing.

"I don't know what you mean," she said icily.

"What other affair ?" "Why, the well." "The well ?" she repeated vacantly.
"Yes; the artesian well has stopped.