She has romped in studios in male attire and smokes cigarettes.

I should not want any son of mine to be seen with her.

I'm not saying a single word against her, mind you; not a single word.

You know as well as I do what a wild fellow Warrington is.

Well, she has been going around with him." "But they took him up in London," said Mrs.Wilmington-Fairchilds.
"London! London society, indeed! It's the greatest jumble in the world: nobility hobnobs with jockeys, piano-players, writers and actors." Mrs.Fairchilds shook her head sadly.