With his book; and sometimes I can’t help annoying him. That’s nothing. We haven’t had a real cross word yet.
LADY WARGRAVE.
Does he write very much?
MARGERY.
Oh, morning, noon, and night. He’s always got a pen in his hand. I often say I wonder he doesn’t wear the ceiling out with looking at it.
[Laughs.
LADY WARGRAVE.
That isn’t writing, Margery.
MARGERY.
No, but it’s thinking—and he’s always thinking.