"What?" Heinz's temper flared up the moment he heard that. "What do you mean time will tell? We're in love with each other. What does time have to do with us?"
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Heinz continued in a deep voice. "Does it humor you to do that?"
"Grandpa, if you're going to say things that'll infuriate me, don't ask me to have a meal with you," he spat.
The old man had no way to escape Heinz's wrath, so he could only turn his eyes to Grace. Looking at Grace, he asked, "Grace, do you think what I said makes sense?"
"You're right," replied Grace. That was all she could only say as he had asked her directly. "Your words make sense."
"You see," Old Master Carter said, "Even Miss Smith agrees that I make sense."
Heinz was frustrated. He looked at Grace and complained, "Are you an idiot? We're on the same side. The old man is doing this on purpose. Why are you taking his side?"
"Mr. Carter is right," Grace said.