I laughed at some thought, I forget what, and then began to badger her with questions.

I tried to exhaust the possibilities of the Dimensionist idea, made grotesque suggestions.

I said: "And when a great many of you have been crowded out of the Dimension and invaded the earth you will do so and so--" something preposterous and ironical.

She coldly dissented, and at once the irony appeared as gross as the jocularity of a commercial traveller.

Sometimes she signified: "Yes, that is what we shall do;" signified it without speaking--by some gesture perhaps, I hardly know what.