“Sit down, Jim.” Holton pointed to a chair beside his desk. They both sat down. Trebling felt a little awkward. The office was too formal for him and he was not at ease.
Jim looked at Holton, trying to get accustomed to him. “You’ve certainly changed. I don’t know if I’d have recognized you.”
Robert Holton laughed a little self-consciously. “These civilian clothes are different. They make you feel different.”
“You’re really settling down, I guess.”
“I’m afraid so.”
“I wish I could. Maybe I will when I get out ... I don’t know.”
“What do you think you’re going to do?”
Jim shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve been thinking of starting some kind of a business. You know, what we used to talk about before you got out.”
Holton nodded. “That’s a good idea, I guess. I thought of it, too, but of course the odds are against you.”
Trebling was surprised to hear Holton say this. “I know it,” he said.