"She may be dippy, but she's not M.D., and she'd got it pat. She didn't even know what Arlinghurst was, so she wasn't making it up. She said: 'Is it a school? "
" Is it a school! My hat!"
"I say, won't The Hodge be just dizzy with pride, my dears!"
"D'you suppose she'll be dizzy enough to give us tart for supper instead of that milk pudding?"
"I expect Jolly made the puddings yesterday and they're all standing waiting in rows on the hatch."
"Oh, well, they can wait as far as I'm concerned. I'm for Larborough."
"Me, too. I say, is Innes there?"
"No, she's finished. She's dressing."
"I say, let's throw Innes a party, all of us, instead of letting her give a little private one. After all, it's-"
"Yes. Let's do that, shall we? After all, it isn't every day that someone gets a post like that, and Innes deserves it, and everyone will be glad about it, and-"