"Nothing—nothing. Only it isn't exactly what you'd call a gentleman."
"Oh. Well, I think you might have told me that before."
"I've been trying to tell you."
Kitty reflected a moment. "So it's making a catalogue, is it? Whose bright idea is that?"
"It was grandpapa's. It's mine now." She did not mention that it was also Horace Jewdwine's.
"And what will your little papa say?"
"He won't say anything. He never does. The library's mine—mine to do as I like with."
"You've broken the spell. Isn't there some weird legend about women never inheriting it?"
"Well, they never have. I shall be the first."
"I say, if I were you, I should feel a little creepy."