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Webster, Henry Kitchell, 1875-1932

"The Real Adventure"

But what we'll _do_ is
going to accomplish something."
"What do you mean to do?" he asked.
"I want you to tell me first," she said, "how much money we have, and
how much we've been spending."
"I don't know," he said stubbornly. "I don't know exactly."
"You've got enough, haven't you, of your own ... I mean, there's enough
that comes in every year, to live on, if you didn't earn a cent by
practising law? Well, what I want to do, is to live on that. I want to
live however and wherever we have to to live on that--out in the suburbs
somewhere, or in a flat, so that you will be free; and I can work--be
some sort of help. Barry and the others--your real friends, that you
really care about, won't mind. And as long as we want to get rid of the
other people anyway, that's the way to do it."
"You can wash the dishes and scrub the floors," he supplemented, "and I
can carry my lunch to the office with me in a little tin box." He looked
at his watch. "And now that the thing's reduced to an absurdity, let's
go to bed.


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