''What do you think of it?'' I asked him.
''It's black. What is it -- hell?''
''It means whatever it means,'' said Newt.
''Then it's hell,'' snarled Castle.
''I was told a moment ago that it was a cat's cradle,'' I said.
''Inside information always helps,'' said Castle.
''I don't think it's very nice,'' Angela complained. ''I think it's ugly, but I don't know anything about modern art. Sometimes I wish Newt would take lessons, so he could know for sure if he was doing something or not.''
''Self-taught, are you?'' Julian Castle asked Newt.
''Isn't everybody?'' New inquired.
''Very good answer.'' Castle was respectful.