[ It's still baffling to Elizabeth that someone from her world is here, especially someone so famous. Or so closely connected to her. She doesn't really want to think too much about that, especially since the point is now -- apparently -- moot. Being dead and all. So she'll just toss her gathered hair lightly over her shoulder and reply impishly to Rosalind. ]

"Whatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well." Quoted by Philip Stanhope, the 4th Earl of Chesterfield.

And I don't believe Mr DeWitt is any kind of moral paragon to model oneself on.