She sprang up, cried: "Hawk! Why are you reading that?"
"Why shouldn't I read it?"
"You don't mean to—— You——"
"Oh no, I don't suppose I'd have the nerve to go and enlist now. You've already pointed out to me that I've been getting cold feet."
"But why do you shut me out? Why do you?"
"Oh, good Lord! have we got to go all over that again? We've gone over it and over it and over it till I'm sick of telling you it isn't true."
"I'm very sorry, Hawk. Thank you for making it clear to me that I'm a typical silly wife."
"And thank you for showing me I'm a clumsy brute. You've done it quite often now. Of course it doesn't mean anything that I've given up aviation."
"Oh, don't be melodramatic. Or if you must be, don't fail to tell me that I've ruined your life."
"Very well. I won't say anything, then, Ruth."