Her smile, with its mocking quality, reminded him for a moment of the man whom they were discussing.
"Because I am a luxury and comfort-loving parasite," she answered deliberately, "because my father gladly pays my accounts at Lucille and Worth and Reville, because I have never learnt to do without things.
And please remember this.

My father, so far as I am concerned, has no faults.

He is a generous and courteous companion.

Nevertheless, number 70 b, Curzon Street is no place for people who desire to lead normal lives." And with that she was gone.

Her gesture of dismissal was so complete and final that he had no courage for further argument.