"How so? Do I not count?"
"Enormously—that is why I want to hear of your dreamland."
"It is a place where only I can go."
"How unsociable—but you look disobliging."
"I am."
"Very well, I give up the task of trying to make you tell me about it. By the way, I have not had the chance to thank you for so kindly finishing those papers for that confounded charity. My aunt said they were in perfect order."
"I am glad of that."
He raised his head and looked away in front of them down into a dell and so up again to the house.
"Isn't this a beautiful view? I always think of 'the stately homes of England' when I walk back from church."