"Nothing ever does happen to me," he remarked presently, beginning to think aloud. "I wonder why? Things enough happen to other people. There is Harvey. Only the other week; on Monday he picked up sixpence, on Wednesday his chicks all had the staggers, on Friday his cousin came home from
Australia, and on Saturday he broke his ankle. What a whirl of excitement!--compared to me."
Australia, and on Saturday he broke his ankle. What a whirl of excitement!--compared to me."
from The Flowering of the Strange Orchid
