“Oh, I’ve bought a new straw,” said Miss Gedge. “A regular
Kiss-me-quick. Not that I wanted to, but since Benk ’Oliday the other
ain’t gone with my scent. I wore it to ’Astin’s, you know, an’ ’Erbert’s
brother was ’oldin’ it when ’e come over queer. Of course, memories is
very sweet, but . . .”