Maybe you remember how Aunty played up her skittish symptoms about them same bonds a few weeks back, the time she planned to exhibit me to Vee in my office boy job and got so badly jolted when she finds me posin' as a private sec instead? "Torchy, Private Sec." by Sewell Ford

I won't bore yu with tellin' yu what'll happen if yu gets skittish. "Hopalong Cassidy's Rustler Round-Up Bar-20" by Clarence Edward Mulford

So there she was, with Baby Akbar astride a cushion in front, perched on the skittish creature, feeling at heart very nervous, for she was but a poor rider. "The Adventures of Akbar" by Flora Annie Steel