“What? With a fellow like that! A complete outsider.”
“Outside of what? The human race?”
“Well, no,” said Eddie, as if he were yielding a good deal, “but outside of your traditions and your set.”
“My set! Good for him to be outside of it, I say. What have they ever done to make anyone want to be inside of it? Why, David is an educated gentleman. To hear him quote Horace—”
“Horace who?”
“Really, Eddie.”
“Oh, I see. You mean the poet. That’s nothing to laugh at, Crystal. It was a natural mistake. I thought, of course, you meant some of those anarchists who want to upset the world.”
Crystal looked at him more honestly and seriously than she had yet done.
“Well, don’t you think there is something wrong with the present arrangement of things, Eddie?”
“No, I don’t, and I hate to hear you talk like a socialist.”