"Not for me very much."
A pause. "And what's Mr Berney like? Do you get on with him?"
"Oh, he's all right."
"Do you like the house?"
"Yes; it's quite all right."
"Have you any special friends?"
"No one in particular. I like most of the chaps."
"How do you get on with football?"
"Fairly well."
And then she gave it up. Without being openly rude Martin had made it plain that he was not to be bolted from his earth of modified optimism.