How intent and silent They are!
I watched this one pass with a look half-reverence, half-envy. One should never aspire to know a Sister intimately. They are disappointing people; without candour, without imagination. Yet what a look of personality hangs about them....
To-night ... Mr. Pettitt: "Sister!"
"Yes, Mr. Pettitt."
"Do you ever go to theatres? Do you like them?"
At the risk of appearing unnatural, I said, "Not much."
"Oh ... I thought.... H'm, that's a pity. Don't you like revues?"
"Oh, yes...."
"I thought you'd take me to a matinée one afternoon."