"This place is loaded up with wires—live wires," said McCarthy, scratching his head. "Well, go ahead, if you want to."
"Well, you see—we're all in the same house; it's more sociable."
"Oh, of course."
"And then, it'll be quieter."
"Yes, it'll be quieter."
A little constraint came to them. They went to their rooms silently, each aware that something had come into their comradeship which sooner or later would have to be met with frankness.