'It is no reason at all for existing, and you know you have been very wicked. Mrs Umney told us, the first day we arrived here, that you had killed your wife.'
'Well, I quite admit it,' said the Ghost petulantly, 'but it was a purely family matter, and concerned no one else.'
'It is very wrong to kill any one,' said Virginia, who at times had a sweet Puritangravity, caught from some old New England ancestor.
'Oh, I hate the cheap severity of abstract ethics! My wife was very plain, never had my ruffs properly starched, and knew nothing about cookery.'
'Why, there was a buck I had shot in Hogley Woods, a magnificent beast, and do you know how she had it sent up to table? However, it is no matter now, for it is all over, and I don't think it was very nice of her brothers to starve me to death, though I did kill her.'
'Starve you to death? Oh, Mr Ghost, I mean Sir Simon, are you hungry? I have a sandwich in my case. Would you like it?'
'No, thank you, I never eat anything now; but it is very kind of you, all the same, and you are much nicer than the rest of your horrid, rude, vulgar, dishonest family.'
Petulant: Like an angry child who knows he is wrong Puritan : A strictly religious group of American colonists Gravity: Seriousness
Severe: Hard and unforgiving Abstract: Not about something definite Ethics: Questions of what is right and wrong behaviour Plain: Here it means not beautiful Ruff: A large decorative collar Starch: a way of making cloth less flexible Buck: A male deer