“Oh, there’s no story strung to it. I’d done stuff each year in college theatricals and the last year we took our show on tour. I got the bug and when an honest-to-God manager offered me a real job I fell for it.”
“Have you ever wanted to go back to law?”
“If I did,” his thin lips twisted, “they’d think it too much of a joke to take me seriously.”
He said it with rather a grim smile and looking at Gloria. She twisted round in her chair, away from him. For a moment silence fell, broken only by little ’Dolph’s apparent enjoyment of his supper.
A gale banged against the windows trying to break its way in. Gloria got up, went over and drew aside the curtain. Brooks followed.
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] “I’d love to be out in it!” Her voice throbbed. Night shadows, beckoning, fell across her face.
“It would never let you come back.”
“What a wonderful fight, though, trying to conquer it!”
“Do you think you could?”
“Yes. I think determination can conquer anything—even oneself.”