"Not that I'm aware of."

"Or a gorilla?"

"One of my grandfathers was--once a long while ago."

"Or a misogynist?"

"A what?"

"A grouch. _Are_ you?"

"I don't know. Perhaps I am."

"I don't believe it now. I did at first. You can look very cross when
you like."

"I haven't been cross with you, have I?"

"No. But you didn't like being interrupted."

"Not then--but I'm rather enjoying it now." He took a dish from her
fingers. "You know you _did_ drop in rather informally. Who's been
talking of me?"

"Oh, that's the penalty of distinction. One hears such things. _Are_
you queer, morbid and eccentric?"

"I believe I am," amusedly, "now that you mention it."