The matchmaker bustled about the house and whispered and hinted to the husband that she should be rewarded for having so successfully brought about the deal.
Her paradise was not a tranquil one, for the little woman fussed, was over–anxious to please, and bustled about like a true Martha, cumbered with many cares.
Beth bustled about the room, filling the shining brass teakettle and putting a spoonful of tea in the pot to make a cup for their mother and Mr. Franklin.
Her paradise was not a tranquil one, for the little woman fussed, was over-anxious to please, and bustled about like a true Martha, cumbered with many cares.