"Stella, be so good as to understand, once for all, that there's only one subject to-night, and that's you. All other subjects are tabooed. Are you quite comfortable? Don't put your chair too far off; so that, if you feel like it, you can put your baby foot out towards mine and with your wee slipper crush my favourite corn."
"Rodney, I'm glad you are going to talk to me at last, though I don't suppose you have thought of me once all day."
"Shall I tell you what I've been looking for ever since I came?"
"I expect for somewhere to smoke."
"I've been looking for--say, a curtained nook, where I can have you alone for about five minutes, and have a few of those kisses of which I have been dreaming this livelong day."
"If you had come and fetched me you might have had one kiss--in the cab."
"I'll have one kiss when I take you back--one!"
"Oh, you are going to take me back?"
"I am; and I'm going to eat you on the way; then you'll understand what you escaped by my not fetching you."
"You're not to talk like that; people will hear you."