Madame Frabelle said to Edith in a low, earnest tone:
'Pass me the butter, dear,' and looked attentively at Bruce.
'I sometimes think I shouldn't mind being one myself,' Bruce continued;
'I should rather like to eat fish on Fridays.'
'But you like eating fish on Thursdays,' said Edith.
'And Mr Ottley never seems to care very much for meat.'
'Unless it's particularly well cooked—in a particular way,' said Edith.
'Fasts,' said Madame Frabelle rather pompously, 'are meant for people who like feasts.'
'How true!' He gave her an admiring glance.
'I should not mind confessing, either,' continued Bruce, 'I think I should rather like it.'
(He thought he was having a religious discussion.)