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"
Oh
,
I
think
that
’
s
fine
for
a
man
,
"
she
said
quickly
.
"
But
for
a
girl
I
think
she
ought
to
have
lots
of
minor
accomplishments
and
pass
them
on
to
her
children
.
"
"
I
suppose
so
,
"
said
Dick
with
deliberated
indifference
.
Nicole
sat
quiet
.
Dick
wished
she
would
speak
so
that
he
could
play
the
easy
rôle
of
wet
blanket
,
but
now
she
sat
quiet
.
"
You
’
re
all
well
,
"
he
said
.
"
Try
to
forget
the
past
;
don
’
t
overdo
things
for
a
year
or
so
.
Go
back
to
America
and
be
a
débutante
and
fall
in
love
—
and
be
happy
.
"
"
I
couldn
’
t
fall
in
love
.
"
Her
injured
shoe
scraped
a
cocoon
of
dust
from
the
log
on
which
she
sat
.
"
Sure
you
can
,
"
Dick
insisted
.
"
Not
for
a
year
maybe
,
but
sooner
or
later
.
"
Then
he
added
brutally
:
"
You
can
have
a
perfectly
normal
life
with
a
houseful
of
beautiful
descendants
.
The
very
fact
that
you
could
make
a
complete
comeback
at
your
age
proves
that
the
precipitating
factors
were
pretty
near
everything
.
Young
woman
,
you
’
ll
be
pulling
your
weight
long
after
your
friends
are
carried
off
screaming
.
"
—
But
there
was
a
look
of
pain
in
her
eyes
as
she
took
the
rough
dose
,
the
harsh
reminder
.
"
I
know
I
wouldn
’
t
be
fit
to
marry
any
one
for
a
long
time
,
"
she
said
humbly
.
Dick
was
too
upset
to
say
any
more
.
He
looked
out
into
the
grain
field
trying
to
recover
his
hard
brassy
attitude
.
