'It's a great nuisance.'
'Oh, Bruce!'
'It's such an infernally long way.'
'It's only to Kensington.'
'West Kensington. It's off the map. I'm not an explorer—I don't pretend to be.' He paused a moment, then went on, 'And it's not only the frightful distance and the expense of getting there, but when I do get there…. Do you consider that my people treat me with proper deference?'
'With proper what?' asked Edith.
'Deference. I admit I like deference. I need it—I require it; and at my people's—well, frankly, I don't get it.'
'If you need it,' said Edith, 'I hope you will get it. But remember they are your father and mother.'
'What do you mean by that?'
'Well, I mean they know you very well, of course … and all that.'