They keep 'er 'oppin'." "Fullrigged ones ?" inquired Barry.
"Them nurses, I mean, sir.

They loves to 'awe them--them young 'Vaddies,' as we call them--V.

A.D., you know, sir.

They keeps 'em a 'oppin' proper--scrubbin' floors, runnin' messages, but Miss Vincent, she mostly drives a car." While the sergeant was dilating upon the virtues and excellences of the young V.A.D., his men ran out her car, and packed into it the biscuit tins and coffee.

By the time the sergeant was ready she was back, dressed in a chauffeur's uniform.
Barry had thought her charming in her V.A.D.dress, but in her uniform she was bewitching.