Sylvia shook her head a little uneasily.
"You're abnormal," she pronounced.
"Because I...?"
"Go on."
"Because I know a fraction more about you than other people?"
"Do you?"
"Only a fraction. It would take time to understand you."
"How much? I hate to be thought a sphinx."
"However little I wanted, we should be parted before I got it."
"Why? How? How parted?"