“No, ma’am,” I said. “We live in Arundel, fifteen miles from here. ” She looked at me blankly. “In a Rundle?” she asked, saying the name of our town as I had said it. “You live in a Rundle?” Then understanding seemed to come to her. “Lud!” she cried, “what a way to pronounce it! You should know it’s Arun Del. We have an Arun Del in England, on the Arun River. You mustn’t call it as you do, ‘a Rundle’!” “Well,” I said, “there’s no Arun River in Maine, and goodness knows what port you’ll make if you go around asking for Arun Del.”
Kenneth Roberts in “The Lively Lady”