He almost thinks I'm a curse." Carnac smiled.

"All genius is at once a blessing or a curse.

And what does Denzil think of me ?" "Oh--a blessing and a curse!" she said whimsically.
"I don't honestly think I'm a blessing to anybody in this world.

There's no one belonging to me who believes in me." "There's Denzil," she said.

"He believes in you." "He doesn't belong to me; he isn't my family." "Who are your family?
Is it only those who are bone of your bone and flesh of your flesh?
Your family is much wider, because you're a genius.
It's worldwide--of all kinds.