“I dare say he’s right, and I dare say he could whistle women any way he pleased. It’s extraordinary the charm he has for them. That handsome face of his and that melodious voice would e*****e anything female from a charwoman to a Cambridge intellectual. Half his power of course comes from the fact that they have no charm for HIM. He’s as aloof as Sir Galahad from any interest in the s*x. Did you ever hear his name coupled with a young woman’s? He goes everywhere and they would give their heads for him, and all the while he is as insensitive as a nice Eton boy whose only thought is of getting into the Eleven. You know him?”
I told him, very slightly.
“Same with me. I’ve only a nodding acquaintance, but one can’t help feeling the man everywhere and being acutely interested. It’s lucky he’
