"It is on account of the 'half pound of butter,' 'cup of sugar,' and 'pan of flour' nuisance." "I don't exactly comprehend you, Jane," said my husband.
"It is to get rid of a borrowing neighbor.

The fact is, Mrs.Jordon is almost too much for me.

I like to be accommodating; it gives me pleasure to oblige my neighbors; I am ready to give any reasonable obedience to the Scripture injunction--_from him that would borrow of thee, turn thou not away_; but Mrs.Jordon goes beyond all reason." "Still, if she is punctual in returning what she gets, I don't know that you ought to let it annoy you a great deal." "There lies the gist of the matter, my dear," I replied.

"If there were no 'if,' such as you suggest, in the case, I would not think a great deal about it.

But, the fact is, there is no telling the cups of sugar, pans of flour, pounds of butter, and little matters of salt, pepper, vinegar, mustard, ginger, spices, eggs, lard, meal, and the dear knows what all, that go out monthly, but never come back again.