They aren't worth mentioning.

It's the other kind--the kind that flutters at the least noise and jumps at the least bang! And I don't believe any of you mind noises and bangs," she finished merrily, as she handed her hat and coat to Mrs.Hartwell, who was waiting to receive them.
Bertram laughed.

Cyril scowled, and occupied himself in finding a chair.
William had already dropped himself wearily on to the sofa near his sister.

Billy still continued to talk.
"Now when Spunk and I get to training--oh, and you haven't seen Spunk!" she interrupted herself suddenly.

"Why, the introductions aren't half over.