You have lovely manners and lovely things, a lovely home, and very good tea. I suppose this tea costs four and sixpence a pound, it is worth it. Genius is priceless. The Professor kept coughing and making faces at me, but I wasn't afraid of embarrassing nice people. I knew they would be used to unfortunate remarks.
Rich people are like royalty.
They can't afford to be touchy. And when I told them how I had been turned out of my studio by the Cokers they said they hoped that I would come and stay over the week-end, to keep the Professor company while they were away. I'm sorry we can't offer you a bed beyond Monday, but we have only two bedrooms. Then why shouldn't Sir William sleep with the Professor and I'll sleep with her ladyship. Alabaster turned green and coughed as if he was going into consumption.