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"Nothing to do," she looked up, her eyes wide and indignant "But of

course you would think that This house runs itself, I suppose"

"Let's be honest, Natalie," he said, with a touch of iive this house? You have plenty

of trained servants An hour? Two hours?"

"I'll not discuss it with you" She took up a typewritten sheet

and pretended to read it carefully Clayton had a half-humorous,

half-irritated conviction that if he was actually hunting happiness he

had begun his search for it rather badly He took the paper fro I should not see?"

"Decorator's estimates for the new house" Her voice was resentful

"You'll have to see theold gimp, faced with

colonial yellow," he read an ite some for curtains, isn't it?"

"It's not too "

"But, look here, Natalie," he expostulated "This is to be a country

house, isn't it? I thought you wanted chintzed and hos This