[Leslie isn't sure if it's a good thing that this sounds so appealing, but it is at least better than the worry she had that subterfuge might be applied very liberally. She shifts her weight between her feet uncomfortably.]

Are there really a lot of people like that? People so evil that the world would be better off if they were dead, but that the people around them aren't like that?

[The man she was thinking about certainly falls under the classification of evil, but Leslie thinks just about the entire household, servants included, are rotten. Just taking Marquess Sperado out of the picture wouldn't have solved things in her case.]