His eyes clouded.
"Another one of Stephanie's adherents," he commented, teasingly.

"It's a long procession I've joined.

Gardner Knowles, Lane Cross, Bliss Bridge, Forbes Gurney." Stephanie merely pouted moodily.
"How you talk! Bliss Bridge, Gardner Knowles! I admit I like them all, but that's all I do do.

They're just sweet and dear.

You'd like Lane Cross yourself; he's such a foolish old Polly.