“Oh, settle down somewhere, I guess, and raise a family.”
“That will keep your wife busy, but not you. What are you going to do?”
“He will be a great politician!” cried Cicette.
Davis groaned.
“Not in America!”
“He is right,” said Selden, with a smile. “With us it is not the same thing. Well, you must choose a career for him, mademoiselle, after you know him better; something to keep him busy part of the time, so that he won’t be annoying you all day long. I wish I had some one to choose a career for me!” he added.
Madame Ghita looked at him quickly, struck by something in his voice.
“You have your career,” she said; “a very wonderful one!”
“Do you think so?”
“But of course! Every one thinks so!” She was looking at him searchingly now, deeply concerned at what she saw in his face. “Do you mean it does not satisfy you?”