“No; of course not.”
“Nor a milksop.”
“You couldn’t.”
“Nor a man who wasn’t a thoroughbred.”
“Just what do you mean by that?”
“Oh, don’t you know? If not I can’t explain. All I can say is that there are things a thoroughbred couldn’t do.”
“What sort of things?”
“Why should you want me to tell you? You know as well as I do. The things that make a man impossible—mean things—ignoble things.”
“Criminal things?”