She swept out of the room. Yvonne closed the door behind her.
"I like her," said I.
"She's a dear," said my companion.
"I like you, too," said I.
She swept me a curtsey.
"It was silly of me to faint."
"You did it so sweetly."
"This'll teach you not to take other people's taxis."
"On the contrary—
"Would you like to give me some chicken?"