“Rotten. I can’t get this second book going.”
“That happens to everybody.”
“Oh, I’m sure of that. It gets me worried, though.”
“Thought any more about going to South America?”
“I mean that.”
“Well, why don’t you start off?”
“Frances.”
“Well,” I said, “take her with you.”
“She wouldn’t like it. That isn’t the sort of thing she likes. She likes a lot of people around.”
“Tell her to go to hell.”