"That's all. If I'm going to do the Army's and the Navy's work they
can leave me alone till they need me. If I can't live my life the way
I want, it makes no difference what I do. My own fault is that all my
family lived to be eighty, and so will I. Is that what you wanted to
know?"
The gold pencil rolled off the table. "Yes, yes, Pete. That's what I
wanted to know."