I always call him 'the slithy tove.' He is so narrow and wriggly.

He wanted me to kiss him once, but I wouldn't.
He looked so--so mischievous." Tessa tossed her golden-brown head.
"Besides, I only kiss white men." "Hear, hear!" said Tommy, who was cleaning his pipe on the verandah.
"You stick to that, my child!" "Mother said I was very silly," said Tessa.

"She was quite cross.

But the Rajah only laughed in that nasty, slippy way he has and took her cigarette away and smoked it himself.

I hated him for that," ended Tessa with a little gleam of the tiger-cat in her blue eyes.