“We are, most of us.”
“Do you do anything else?”
“Well, I’ve given up censoring for the present,” he confided. “I am going back to my profession.”
“As a barrister?”
“Just so. I might add that I do a little hack journalism.”
“How modest!” she murmured. “I suppose you write the leading articles for the Times!”
“For a very young lady,” Julian observed impressively, “you have marvellous insight. How did you guess my secret?”
“I am better at guessing secrets than you are,” she retorted a little insolently.
He was silent for some moments. The faint curve of her lips had again given him almost a shock.
“Have you a brother?” he asked abruptly.