“He is all she has.”
“She has you.”
Something in her voice made him turn and look at her.
“That ought to be something, you know,” she added. And laughed a little.
“Does Natalie pay his debts?”
“I rather think so.”
But that was a subject he could not go on with.
“The fault is mine. I know my business better than I know how to handle my life, or my family. I don't know why I trouble you with it all, anyhow. You have enough.” He hesitated. “That's not exactly true, either. I do know. I'm relying on your woman's wit to help me. I'm wrong somehow.”
“About Graham?”
“I have a curious feeling that I am losing him. I can't ask for his confidence. I can't, apparently, even deserve it. I see him, day after day, with all the good stuff there is in him, working as little as he can, drinking more than he should, out half the night, running into debt—good heavens, Audrey, what can I do?”