"Is the curate at home?" Mary asked.
The girl said that he was.
"Will you ask him if he will speak to us for a moment?" said Mary.
"What about?" asked the girl. "He has a friend with him."
"I don't think you'd understand if we told you," said Mary.
"I must know what it's about," said the girl. "He doesn't like to be disturbed on Sunday afternoons."
"Has he got a lot of books—poetry books?" Gregory asked.
"Yes," said the girl, "heaps."
"Then it's about Milton," said Mary.
"Milton the baker!" exclaimed the girl. "He's not dead, is he?"