Peggy opened one eye. “What for?”
“You have to eat, don’t you? I bet you didn’t have any lunch.”
“I had a bite,” Peggy said listlessly. “But I’m not hungry right now. You go on.”
“Not without you.”
“No, please go.” Peggy sat up and looked at Amy earnestly. “Really, I wouldn’t mind being alone for a little while. I’ve got some thinking to do.”
“Sometimes two heads are better than one.”
Peggy shook her head doubtfully. “Not on this problem,” she said. “I’ve got to decide whether to stay in New York.”
Amy jumped to her feet. “Peggy!” she cried. “That’s the most outrageous thing I’ve ever heard!”
“But what’s the sense in beating my brains out?”
“Oh, Peggy!” It was Amy’s turn to look distracted. “What would you do? Where would you go?”