She neither believed nor disbelieved anything in particular.

She liked to talk about everything in a cool and objective fashion; and Charlton was provoked to find that, with all her intellectual interest in things, she had no sort of personal interest in anything.

If she had been a disinterested spectator, dropped down from another sphere, she could not have discussed the affairs of this planet with more complete impartiality, not to say indifference.

Theories, doctrines, faiths, and even moral duties, she treated as Charlton did beetles; ran pins through them and held them up where she could get a good view of them--put them away as curiosities.

She listened with an attention that was surely flattering enough, but Charlton felt that he had not made much impression on her.