"But I don't suppose the lodger's brain was a bit like Mr. Tanqueray's."
"That's wot I keep sayin' to myself. People's brains is different. But there's been times when I could have taken that old book away from him and hidden it, thinkin' that might be for his good."
"It wouldn't be for his good."
"No," said Rose, "I'm not that certain that it would. That's why I don't do it."
She became pensive.
"Besides, it's 'is pleasure. Why, it's all the pleasure he's got."
She looked up at Jane. Her thoughts swam in her large eyes.
"It's awful, isn't it," said she, "not knowin' wot really is for people's good?"
"I'm afraid we must trust them to know best."
"Well," said Rose, "I'll just let 'im alone. That's safest."