"Is there really?
How--how horrid!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, you mustn't take everything Bubbles says as gospel truth," he observed, lighting a cigarette.

"Still, she's a very good sort in her way." As he looked at her now puzzled, bewildered face, he realized that he had produced on Helen's mind exactly the impression he had meant to do.
If Bubbles said anything about him which--well, which he would rather was left unsaid--Helen would take no notice of it..