Bertie. You must sweah eternal secwecy.
Mary. If it is so very important as that, I think I’d rather not.
Bertie. Me weputation is in your hands. A word would blawst it. You know I have long admiahed in secwet one of the membeahs of this club.
Mary. Indeed! That’s no news. They are rather a swell set.
Bertie. Awful swaggah, don’t you know. I’ve noticed her in the cahs, don’t you know, and she knows Governoh Angelina Perkins, too, and they talk politics—an’ how I do wish I could undehstand those things, but I cawn’t, you see.
Mary. Yes, I see.
Bertie. Yestehday she gave me her seat in the stweet cah. It put me all in a flutteh, don’t you know. I blushed scawlet and put me veil down at once.
Mary. Poor silly thing! You are very imprudent coming here.
Bertie. Vewy, but I confide in you.
Mary. You may trust me implicitly, but what can I do for you?