"It is not a woman."
"Was it born in the gutter?" asked Paul Lane.
"No."
"Don't say it's aristocratic!" said Charmian, slightly screwing up her rather Japanese-looking eyes. "I cannot believe that anything really original in soul, really intense, could emanate from the British peerage. I know it too well."
"It is neither aristocratic nor from the gutter. It is of the middle classes. Its father is a banker in the West of England."
"A banker!" said Charmian in a deplorable voice.
"It is Cornish."
"Cornish! That's better. Strange things sometimes come out of Cornwall."
"It has a little money of its own."
"And its name—"