Sydney. But isn’t there a school that says there’s no such thing as heredity?
Kit. Well, all I know is I wouldn’t risk it.
Sydney. It—it’s hard on people.
Kit. My word, yes. They say that’s why old Alliot never married.
Sydney. [High and mightily] Oh, village gossip.
Kit. [Apologetically] Well, you know what the mater is.
Sydney. [Abandoning her dignity] Who was it, Kit?
Kit. Old Miss Robson.
Sydney. Rot!