She did not answer.
He said: "Thank you for putting them up. We'll get rid of them if they annoy you."
"They are quite welcome."
"That's very decent of you, Shiela. I dare say you have not found them congenial."
"We have nothing in common. I think they consider me a fool."
"Why?" He looked up, keenly humourous.
"Because I don't understand their inquiries. Besides, I don't gamble—"
"What kind of inquiries do they make?"
"Personal ones," she said quietly.
He laughed. "They're probably more offensively impertinent than the Chinese—that sort of Briton. I think I'll step into the west wing and greet my relations. I won't impose them on you for very long. Do you know when they are going?"