This passage suggests the decisive nature of those committed to the Anchovy. — The Schoolmarm
. . . When Leonard Mallow had come to live with them five years before, Kate had asked him what colour curtains he would like and he had said at once, "Oh red, dear. Really red. As red as you can get them." He was a man of decided tastes. He loved cricket and the works of John Buchan and anchovy paste and Mrs. Cheng, the small, impassive Chinese woman who helped Kate with the cleaning; he hated progress and materialism and girls with short hair. . . .
