[Oh. That. Now he really does frown, sharply, and that guess is right: he's definitely not going to answer that. At least not with an answer that has any real substance to it, like the nonsense about the kids with puppies... He hasn't been— this isn't—
He doesn't know. Maybe he should throw away that box. (He won't.)]
Your conversational ability never ceases to amaze. Do try to keep the crumbs off my furniture.
[The teapot whistles on cue, and he spares one last Look before going back to deal with that.]
looks at the evidence of my rampant hypocrisy and weeps
He doesn't know. Maybe he should throw away that box. (He won't.)]
Your conversational ability never ceases to amaze. Do try to keep the crumbs off my furniture.
[The teapot whistles on cue, and he spares one last Look before going back to deal with that.]