"It's a question of what's healthy." Hilary looked from one of his young companions to the other.
"I see," he said.

"I thought perhaps the matter was more delicate." Martin's lip curled.' "Ah, your precious delicacy! What's the good of that?
What did it ever do?
It's the curse that you're all suffering from.

Why don't you act?
You could think about it afterwards." A flush came into Hilary's sallow cheeks.
"Do you never think before you act, Martin ?" Martin got up and stood looking down on Hilary.
"Look here!" he said; "I don't go in for your subtleties.

I use my eyes and nose.

I can see that the woman will never be able to go on feeding the baby in the neurotic state she's in.