"What?"
"You're very attractive when you're god-like—"
"You little wretch!"
"But—you're positively dangerous when you're human."
"Valerie! I'll—"
"The great god Kelly, or the fascinating, fearsome, erring Louis! Which is it to be? I've an idea that the time is come to decide!"
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Fairly radiating a charming aura of malice she sat back, nursing one knee, distractingly pretty and defiant, saying: "I will call you a god if I like!"
"I'll tell you what, Valerie," he said, half in earnest; "I've played grandmother to you long enough, by Heck!"
"Oh, Kelly, be lofty and Olympian! Be a god and shame the rest of us!"