"Yes." Her acuteness divined about what he would reply. "And," she added, "I think, however foolish it may sound, it is enough."
"Don't worry about bridges you will never have to cross. That's the motto I've followed."
"Yes, I know, but----"
"Just a moment. All you have to do is to treat everybody alike."
"But, Walter----"
"You would have to do that anywhere--shouldn't you? Of course. Suppose we should go somewhere else and find a man that threatened to become an admirer----"
"Don't use such a word!"
"Call it what you please--we can't keep moving away from that kind of a possibility, can we?"
"Still, Walter, I feel as if we might get away from here. I have merely told you exactly what I thought."
"We can't get away. This is where everything is done in the sugar business. This is the little world where the big moves are decided upon. If you are not here, you are not in it. We are in the swim now; it took long enough to get in it, God knows. Now let us stay. You can take care of yourself, can't you?"