I've been pitching into her for it.

The Peace has upset her." "She's like every other girl.

She can't settle down after four years of perpetual thrills and excitement.

But if she'd had a husband fighting"-- Kitty's gay little face softened incredibly--"she'd be thanking God on her knees that the war is over--however beastly," she added characteristically, "the peace may be." "She worked splendidly during the war," interposed Penelope, her sense of justice impelling the remark.
"Yes"-- quickly.

"But she's done precious little work of any kind since.
What's she been doing lately?
Has she written anything new ?" Penelope laughed grimly.
"Oh, a song or two.