"I have somehow or other acquired an undeserved reputation for brains.

In Russia especially, when I meet a stranger, they don't even look at my frock or the way my hair is done.

They plunge instead into a subject of which I know nothing--philosophy or history, or international politics." "Do you know nothing of international politics ?" Nigel asked.
"A home thrust," she declared, laughing.

"I suppose that is a subject upon which I have some glimmerings of knowledge.

Really not very much, though, but then I have a theory about that.