"But it's ridiculous! Why, you've got everything in the world."
"Do you think that?" she challenged him directly.
He walked over to the window and looked out at the early winter sunset. Presently he came back and faced her.
"No," he answered.
She nodded.
"I've thought it all out. I think I have the right. I'm at the top of my wave now, I don't want to sink slowly down into the trough of old age and mediocrity. I'm going."
"When?"
She laughed.
"Oh, the day of execution isn't set. I want to get my house in order."
"How are you going?"