Vicky Van w/ Direct link technology (A Detective Classic)

Her little feet wore goldy slippers, and a lot of ribbons
criss-crossed over her ankles, and on the top of each slipper was a
gilt butterfly that fluttered.

Yet with all this bewildering effect of frivolity, the first term I'd
make use of in describing Vick's character would be Touch-me-not. I
believe there's a flower called that--_noli me tangere_--or some such
name. Well, that's Vicky Van. She'd laugh and jest with you, and then
if you said anything by way of a personal compliment or flirtatious
foolery, she was off and away from your side, like a thistle-down in a
summer breeze. She was a witch, a madcap, but she had her own way in
everything, and her friends did her will without question.