"Take your boys," Babs told them, in imitation of their own manner. "For my part I'm just dying for a chat with you girls. Don't you realize I've hardly become acquainted yet?" This last was said in a comical mimicking way, just as if she were some one of real importance who had been so busy with a whole lot of social affairs that she really couldn't reach all the friends who were—perhaps?—pining for her attention.