"No, we should not. We are both headstrong. We should have obstructed each other. I married the right man."
"I suppose so. Certainly you never could have henpecked me into Congress the way you did Jim Walton! Why did you do it?" he asked, showing the ends of a sword smile as he regarded her.
"Well, you see I couldn't go myself," she laughed.
"So you sent your husband, next best thing."
"It wasn't so bad. I helped him, you know."
"Wrote all his speeches, kicked up all of his dust for him, didn't you?"
"Not all, but I helped."
"With your scrapbooks, for example?"
"Yes," she admitted.
"If you had been a man, Susan, you'd not have survived some of the things you've said and done."