18/34 I think I see my way to a little success next year. Don't take it away from me.' 'I beg your pardon, darling. It's my fault for speaking stupidly. I can't expect you to throw up all your life just because I'm back. I'll go to my own place and wait a little.' 'But, Dick, I don't want you to--go--out of--my life, now you've just come back.' 'I'm at your orders; forgive me.' Dick devoured the troubled little face with his eyes. |