Peter braced himself.
“—and I've come to the conclusion that you are right about that southern trip. It really isn't necessary.”
“I'm glad you feel that way.”
“I do. And we must make Zanin see it as we do.”
“We'll try.”
Another pause. Then this from Peter—
“Busy to-day?”
“I ought to be. Are you?”
“No. Can't work. Wish we could do something.”
“I'd like some air—to get away from the streets and that stuffy theater. What could we do?”