"You are trying to pick a quarrel with me."
"Nothing of the kind."
"Then will you let me take you to Dunwoodie?"
"Certainly not."
"Then will you go alone?"
"But why? Why should I? What does this man with an absurd name want of
me?"
Jones pulled at a cuff. "Well, look at it from this angle. Before you
discovered that your marriage was a sham, you were prepared to assume a
few obligations and some of them may still subsist. The man with the
absurd name can tell you what they are. Surely you are not a slacker.
This is war-time."
With that abandonment which is so gracious in a woman, Cassy half raised
a hand. "My front line is wavering."