Anyhow, she does not at all want people to be stiff with her.
Daisy, and she, and I were as jolly as possible until Primrose came downstairs, and I suppose Primrose agreed with you, and thought it was manners to be formal.

But, poor dear, she did not like it a bit.

We three were having such a chatter before Primrose came.

She is going to show me all her conservatories to-morrow, and she took a great fancy to my carnations.

I promised her some slips.