I do think grandfather's so splendid.
Martin says an enthusiast is worse than useless; people, he says, can't afford to dabble in ideas or dreams.

He calls grandfather's idea paleolithic.

I hate him to be laughed at.

Martin's so cocksure.

I don't think he'd find many men of eighty who'd bathe in the Serpentine all the year round, and do his own room, cook his own food, and live on about ninety pounds a year out of his pension of three hundred, and give all the rest away.