Cave laughed, but there was an odd wrongness about it. It lacked happiness, or joy, or any of the other, positive emotions associated with laughter.

"So, Elley-welley. She was horrible because she shined your shoes? And picked up tacks? What a fucking nightmare! I don't know how you managed, especially with her doing all your work for you. Poor baby.

Jenny, would you say a 'this sort of place' is particularly terrible for women?"