"Yes."
"Why so solemn, then?"
He lit a cigarette and flicked the match deftly into the fireplace. "Oh, we had it out, and she—said things."
"What things?"
"The same line you get off. About my not doing anything—and all that."
"About not working, you mean?"
"Yes."
"Well—you have been a little slow at getting started, haven't you?"
He fired up hotly at that.
"And what if I have? It hasn't been for lack of trying, let me tell you. I've been doing my best to get a job ever since I said I would."