And he gave a laugh.
I said:
‘You need not be; it is different, and I want them to like you too; they will, if you are nicer to them.’
He said:
‘You are mine now, not theirs. I need not be afraid of them now.’
I laughed, but I said:
‘You old goose, you will be late, if you don’t get dressed; Grandmother does not like people to be late.’
And I tied his tie for him; I nearly always did in the end.
II
George and Hugo were in the drawing-room with Grandmother when we arrived. They were talking about Dostoievski. Grandmother did not like the Russian novelists.