I could just shriek about it."
"Perhaps that's because we are in the war, now."
"War or no war, we have to live, don't we? And he thinks I ought
to do without the extra man for the car, and the second man in the
house, and heaven alone knows what. I'm at the end of my patience."
Audrey made a resolution. After all, what mattered was that things
should be more tolerable for Clayton. She turned to Natalie.
"Why don't you try to do what he wants, Natalie? He must have a
reason for asking you. And it would please him a lot."
"If I start making concession, I can just keep it up. He's like
that."
"He's so awfully fine, Natalie. He's - well, he's rather big.
And sometimes I think, if you just tried, he wouldn't be so hard
to please. He probably wants peace and happiness?"
"Happiness!" Natalie's voice was high. "That sounds like Clay.
Happiness! Don't you suppose I want to be happy?"
"Not enough to work for it," said Audrey, evenly.
Natalie turned and stared at her.
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