"Yes, but that means nothing."
"Well, tell me how many you want."
"As many as you can jolly well let me have."
"Here's my card, fill it up as you like."
"Do you really mean that?"
"I do: for goodness' sake hurry up. How many have you taken? Oh! stop, stop, you can't have them all."
"Well, I've only taken eleven as yet."
"Eleven! we shall set the whole of Bath talking."
"Who cares?"
"Oh! it's all jolly fine for you, but what about me, the poor defenceless maiden? Where's the little girl you usually dance with all night?"