"Who isn't happy?"
"I'm not altogether."
"You! But you've everything to make you."
"I know. But I'll try and explain."
"You needn't."
"Why? You don't know what troubles me."
"That's nothing to do with it. All troubles are alike in this respect, that the only thing to be done is to mend what's wrong. If you can't, you must make the best of it," he declared grimly.
After this rough-and-ready advice, Mavis felt that it would be futile to attempt a further explanation of her disquiet.
"Thanks; but it isn't so easy as it sounds," she said.
"Really!" he remarked, not without a suggestion of sarcasm in his exclamation.