Age of Iron
"I hear you and your friend have been sleeping in my car. Why didn't you ask my permission?"
Silence fell. Bheki did not look up. Florence went on cutting bread.
"Why didn't you ask my permission? Answer me!" (2.162-164)
He smiled a smile not without charm, relishing this chance to lecture me, to tell me about real life. I, the old woman who lived in a shoe, who had no children and didn't know what to do. "It is true," he said. "Listen and you will hear." (2.233)
"Why did you lend him the pistol?"
"To defend himself."
"To defend himself against who, Mrs. Curren?"
"To defend himself against attack."
"And what kind of pistol was it, Mrs. Curren? Can you show me the license for it?"
"I know nothing about kinds of pistol. I have had it for a long time, from before all this fuss about licenses."
"Are you sure you gave it to him? You know this is a chargeable offense we are talking about." (3.721-727)