"I hope nobody is. I hope nobody ever will be."
"Should you say I was unhappy?"
"You don't look it. I hope you're not."
"Thirty-three years ago I was miserable, because I couldn't have my own way. I couldn't marry the man I cared for."
"Oh—that. Why didn't you?"
"My mother and your father and your Uncle Victor wouldn't let me."
"I suppose he was a Unitarian?"
"Yes. He was a Unitarian. But whatever he'd been I couldn't have married him. I couldn't do anything I liked. I couldn't go where I liked or stay where I liked. I wanted to be a teacher, but I had to give it up."
"Why?"
"Because your Uncle Victor and I had to look after your Aunt Charlotte."