“There was no need to come, to behave like that,” she said, upset.
“How so?”
“How so! You behaved like a savage, no more nor less.” “No, he was the one that behaved like a savage. I bowed to him, and he wasn’t willing even to look at me.”
“You made up for it by staring at him as if he had been some curious insect in a cage.”
“It was his fault for not being even barely polite to me.”
“Do you think that a Cardinal is an ordinary person to whom you say: ‘Hello! How are you? How’s business?’”
“I met an English Cabinet Minister in a club once and he was like anybody else.”
“It’s not the same thing.”
“Do you believe that perhaps our uncle considers that he fulfils a providential mission, a divine mission?”
“What a question! Of course he does.”