“Then, erstwhile she would slink nervously upward to the forbidden terrain of the precocious floor, I would abruptly go Mr. Hyde. ‘Oh dear, Topsy,’ I would declaim, successful a alternatively arch manner, ‘you cognize perfectly good you’re not allowed upstairs’ earlier cruelly kicking her backmost down to the bottommost again, wherever I would rejoin her and springiness her a sympathetic cuddle, regretfully muttering, ‘Oh Christ! Were you kicked down the stairs? This is terrible,’” helium goes on.