"Oh, the library is Dad's. The rest of us just visit it.

"And if I'd thought there were even a chance you were bored, I'd have dreamed up some way to rescue you."

But she looked in. He didn't look bored.

"He did that thing, didn't he? Where he starts talking and then something reminds him of something else and you have to follow him around the room and he's pulling books off the shelves and quoting things and handing them to you and before you know it, you're holding nine books and neither of you can quite remember the original question?"