“I don’t have anything against him. He just doesn’t like me. He thinks I’m trying to get his job.”
“Well, are you?”
Robert Holton smiled. “I don’t want anything; didn’t you know that?”
“Well, aren’t you the saint. You mean you wouldn’t like to take his job? Not even if it was offered to you?”
“I suppose if it were easier to take a job than refuse it I’d take the job. I’m easy to please.”
Caroline sighed. “You’re easy to please. I guess that’s what war does to you.”
“I was always like that. I was like that at college.”
“Just lazy?”
“Just lazy.”
“Good Lord, it’s almost nine! We have to get out of here.”