Mrs. Bindle

by Hebert Jenkins

... Now I asks you, Mrs. B., wot use am I at a summer-camp? I'll only be a sort o' fly in the drippin'." "You can enjoy yourself, I suppose, can't you?" she snapped. "But 'ow?" "Oh! don't talk to me. I'm sick and tired of your grumbling, with your don't like this, an' your don't like that. Pity you haven't something to grumble about." "But I ain't

Genres: Fiction

74 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1924

Reviews

[Lucy · Rating 5 out of 5]

Poor Mrs Bindle, resentful, thwarted, self-denying and totally miserable. The chapter about the Bishop's camp is a joy. Millikins's baby is pretty good too.