"You might let me pick my own friends without sitting on me!" Aileen said, laughing.  "Ah, ’Possum dear, don’t be a duffer!  You can’t refuse to be friends, for if you do I shall go over and sit in your kitchen, and talk to you, and be extremely in the way; and you simply won’t be able to shake me off.  ’Possum, be nice to me: I do want to see you in those clothes!"