“She was like a wild rose Elaine, fresh and pink and full of the Irish, and now she’s a rather stumpy businesslike looking little woman.”
“And you’re as fit as you ever were. That’s the way it goes.”
“I wonder.... You dont know how empty and hollow everything was before I met you. All Cecily and I can do is make each other miserable.”
“Where is she now?”
“She’s up at Bar Harbor.... I had luck and all sorts of success when I was still a young man.... I’m not forty yet.”
“But I should think it would be fascinating. You must enjoy the law or you wouldn’t be such a success at it.”
“Oh success ... success ... what does it mean?”
“I’d like a little of it.”
“But my dear girl you have it.”
“Oh not what I mean.”