Her anger died and she eyed him. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. With an open hand, he slapped her face. She is not in the least like the descriptions of her. Ah, no, I have it wrong. Soho! boys.
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