Chapter 42

He stooped and kissed her. She said, “No I’m not a bit tired--I started to get your dinner and looked out the window and saw all the other females getting dinners, and sat down to think about domesticity _à la_ Manhattan.” He said anxiously, “Does it bore you, darling? We could eat out if you would rather. It is a great deal of trouble, for you to get dinner every night.” She said, “Don’t be silly. I don’t spend two hours a day being domestic. And I like it. I was just thinking that a disaster to the factories that…