"You've got Elsie Ferguson tied to the mast for looks.

And lately you're surely tragic enough." "I wish you'd go somewhere far off!" observed a third.

"My husband is dippy about you." "Girls, do you know that you actually have not one sensible idea in your heads ?" retorted Carley.
"Sensible?
I should hope not.

Who wants to be sensible ?" Geralda battered her teacup on a saucer.

"Listen," she called.