She had given him his tea and lemon and taken hers.
“But not aloofness?”
“You have travelled?”
“Yes.”
“Well, you know how, when travelling, it is easy to get into intimacies with people whom one doesn’t want to be intimate with at home.”
“Yes. I know all about that.”
“At my age one has learnt to avoid not only such intimacies but many others less disagreeable, but which at moments might give one what I can only call mental gooseflesh. Is that aloofness?”
“I think it would probably be called so by some.”
“By whom?”
“Oh, by mental gooseflesh-givers!”