“There is nothing in the world the matter,” I whispered. I did not want him to yield, though I could not help being afraid in my heart. “She has blood on her lips!” he said, shuddering. “Never mind!” I answered, tartly. And I told him how she had resolved, previous to his coming, on exhibiting a fit of frenzy. I incautiously gave the account aloud, and she heard me; for she started up—her hair flying over her shoulders, her eyes flashing, the muscles of her neck and arms standing out preternaturally.
Nelly is hilarious and really doesn't put up with bs! She's like a sassy aunt
