Why, it's simply scandalous! And I suppose this place is even dearer ?" He avoided the question.

"This is a better place altogether," he said.
"In fact, I don't know many places in Europe where one can eat better than one does here." "Don't you ?" she said indulgently, as if saying, "Well, I know one, at any rate." "They say," he continued, "that there is no butter used in this place that costs less than three shillings a pound." "_No_ butter costs them three shillings a pound," said she.
"Not in London," said he.

"They have it from Paris." "And do you believe that ?" she asked.
"Yes," he said.
"Well, I don't.

Any one that pays more than one-and-nine a pound for butter, _at the most_, is a fool, if you'll excuse me saying the word.
Not but what this is good butter.

I couldn't get as good in Putney for less than eighteen pence." She made him feel like a child who has a great deal to pick up from a kindly but firm sister.
"No, thank you," she said, a little dryly, to the waiter who proffered a further supply of chip potatoes.
"Now don't say they're cold," Priam laughed.
And she laughed also.