Sabine Baring-Gould,
In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 18
“ Not a thought of the worry you have been to me; deprived of my sleep—of my bed—of my bed," repeated Aunt Dunes, grimly. "How can you expect a bulb to flower if you take it out of the earth and stick it on a bedroom chair stirring broth? I have no patience with you young people. You are consumed with selfishness." "But, auntie! Don't be cross. Why did Captain Coppinger buy all my dear crinkum-crankums?" Aunt Dionysia snorted and tossed her head. Judith suddenly flushed; she did not repeat the question, but said hastily, "Auntie, I want to go back to Mr. Menaida." ”
