“Buck up!” he said. “You’ve got to think of something to tell them, so that they won’t—be upset—about me.”
He turned away, but she followed him.
“Lew! They will be upset! They’ve missed you. They need you.”
He knew that.
“All the night long I’ve been thinking,” she went on. “Can’t we start again—for their sakes?”
They faced each other now, and all that they had lost. If they were to start again! There would be no gracious and dignified life for him, no careless freedom for her. They would exasperate and hurt each other, again and again.
He walked over to the window and looked down to Renie and Martha, sitting side by side in the car.
“We can try,” he said.[Pg 544]
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