"Violet, wake up! What are you looking at ?" But Violet remained immovable as one in a trance.
Olga bent over her, touched her.

"Violet!" With a quick start, as though suspended animation had suddenly been restored, Violet relaxed in her chair, leaning back with careless grace, her white arms outstretched.
"What's the matter, Allegretto?
You look as if you had had a glimpse of the conqueror of conquerors yourself.

I shall have to come and sleep with you to frighten away the spooks." "I don't think I shall ever dare to go to bed at all after that," said Nick.
She laughed at him lazily.

"Get Max to sit up with you and hold your hand! The very sight of him would scare away all bogies." "The sign of a wholesome mind," said Max.
She turned towards him.

"Not at all! Scepticism only indicates gross materialism and lack of imagination.