The Archive · 1922

Who Cares?

Immediately our leisurely hours seemed almost a mark of weakness, rebukes for loitering seemed imminent. I felt apologetic. So sorry couldn't be at home to see you on Saturday!' But the hearer's face betrays that we were never missed. "Too bad to have to delay that paper." I said timidly elsewhere. "Paper? Yes, yes. Quite as well next week.'

It is plain that we were not even missed m our escape from our duties, plain that the social whirl revolved quite as gayly without us, plain that our home had thrived and prospered without us. Oh, what an

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