'Of me. I think you must have guessed as much as that.'
He laughed; sitting down by my side.
'Then why are you so philosophic about it? Do you think it is good to be cold and unsympathetic?'
'It may be good to be cold and unsympathetic—to some things.'
'What things?'
But I was not going to be drawn into a discussion in that direction. He was always trying to lead me into abstract talk, and sometimes I enjoyed taking a little flight with him; but I reserved to myself the right of choosing the direction we should take.
'What things?'
I jestingly replied that I would leave him to determine what things.
'You appear to very decidedly turn your back upon some things.'
'I enjoy that view.'