He was that sort of man.

Now he understood how Duncan Farll had descended upon Selwood Terrace.
"You don't mean to say you didn't _see_ those posters ?" she demanded.
"I didn't," he said simply.
"That shows how you must have been thinking!" said she.

"Was he a good master ?" "Yes, very good," said Priam Farll with conviction.
"I see you're not in mourning." "No.

That is----" "I don't hold with mourning myself," she proceeded.

"They say it's to show respect.