If you could see what some chaps do--" And Bruce started back for the city.

George rode with him the first few miles, then left him and came trudging home.

His spirits were exceedingly low.
As August drew toward a close, Deborah, too, showed signs of unrest.

With ever growing frequency Roger felt her eagerness to return to her work in New York.
"You're as bad as Bruce," he growled at her.

"You don't have to be back," he argued.