Flibbertigibbet

All this responsibility at such an early age made her a bitchy flibbertigibbet.

“Thou flibbertigibbet,” cried Catwezle, who had been listening, “all is clear as springwater. This Rapkyn was a sorcerer!”

‘Ignorant girls. Dizzy young things. It seems to be my fate always to be landed with these flibbertigibbets.’