‘You look so shocked. Do you like brats then?’
‘Yes.’
‘Hmm—Well, I dare say Mariella says the same. In fact, I’ve heard her. She’s very correct, poor darling, in all her little contributions.’ He looked at the clock. ‘It’s time I took him up. Wait for me.’
When he came back he laughed again.
‘You still look shocked. I’m not a nice man, am I?’
‘I’m not thinking about you.’
After a pause he said:
‘It’s all right, Judy. You’re right. I do like him. But because I’m bound to feel, must I refuse to think?’
‘Think what?’
‘That he ought never to have been born.’