"I'm sure I should be delighted to come," she said with a gravity which to anyone but Jerry would have made her an object of suspicion.
Jerry shook his head.
"But I—I'm afraid it wouldn't do. I've never given my word, but it's an understanding—"
"With whom?"
"With Roger. He's my tutor, you know."
"Oh, I see. And Roger objects to—er—females?"
"Oh, yes, and so do I. They're so useless—most of them. You don't mind my saying so, do you?"
"Oh, not at all," she replied, though I'm sure her lips must have been twitching.
"Of course, you're different. You're really very like a boy. And I don't doubt you're very capable."
"How—capable?"