It was just that Yankee stepmother who squalled and said I was a wild barbarian and decent people weren't safe around uncivilized Southerners" . " Well, you can't blame her.
" Ha, ha! Never say die, take a pinch of snuff, goodbye, goodbye! " squalled Polly, dancing on her perch, and clawing at the old lady's cap as Laurie tweaked him in the rear.