"But why all those uncomfortable rules?
And why that discouragement of social intercourse?
I am afraid the average person of the class you cater for does not recognise the duty of social intercourse." "This house," replied the witch, "caters for people who are outside averages.

The ferryman says that people who are content to be average are lowering the general standard.

I wish you could have met Peony, the only guest up to now, but she is out, and may be a teeny bit drunk when she comes in.

She has gone to draw her money." "What sort of money ?" asked Miss Ford, who was always interested in the sources of income of the Poor.
"Soldier's allotment.

Unmarried wife." The expression of Miss Ford's face tactfully wiped away this bald unfortunate statement from the surface of the conversation.