But her unfriendly demonstrations were ignored.

Ricks was the honored guest, and Sandy extended to him the full hospitality of the establishment.
"Put your pack on the floor and yerself in the chair, and I'll get ye filled up in the blink of an eyelash.

Don't be mindin' the cat, Ricks.
She's just lettin' on she don't take to you.

She give me the wink on the sly." Ricks, expanding under the influence of food and drink, became eloquent.

He recounted courageous adventures of the past, and outlined marvelous schemes for the future, by which he was going to make a short cut to fame and glory.
When it was time for him to go, Sandy heaved a sigh of regret.