You've got to stop." This speech was made quietly and with all the customary Winslow deliberation and apparent calm, but there was one little slip in it and that slip Babbitt was quick to notice.
"Oh, my!" he sneered.

"Ruth's what we call her, eh?
Ruth! Got so chummy we call each other by our first names.

Ruthie and Jeddie, I presume likely.

Aw, haw, haw!" Jed's pallor was, for the moment, succeeded by a vivid crimson.

He stammered.