In fact you thought you _were_ a Upas tree!" "I _knew_ I was a Upas tree," said Ronnie.
"Why ?" "Because my wife told me so, the evening I came home.

How do you spell 'Upas' ?" "U, P, A, S.Oh, Ronnie, what do you mean ?" He paused, and shading his eyes, looked away over the sunny sea to where the vessels, from the Hook of Holland, come into port.
"Just that," he said.

"Exactly that.

Utterly, preposterously, altogether, selfish.

That is the Upas tree." "Oh, Ronnie," she cried, "if you knew--" But Ronnie had seen a bowler hat behind the hedge.