Twilight Sleep
to Jim's happiness, and the unpleasantness about Lita, combined with Amalasuntha's barefaced demands, and the threatened arrival of the troublesome Michelangelo—such a weight of domestic problems was enough to unnerve a man already overburdened with professional cares.
"But of course I'll talk to Lita, dear; I always meant to. The silly goose! I've waited only because your father—"
Nona's heavy eyebrows ran together like Man- ford's. "Father?"
"Oh, he's helping us so splendidly about it. And he asked me to wait; to do nothing in a hurry. . ."
Nona seemed to turn this over. "All the same—I think you ought to hear what Lita has to say. She's trying to persuade Jim to let her divorce him; and he thinks he ought to, if he can't make her happy."
"But he must make her happy! I'll talk to Jim too," cried Pauline with a gay determination.
"I'd try Lita first, mother. Ask her to postpone her decision. If we can get her to come to Cedarledge for a few weeks' rest—"
"Yes; that's what your father says."
"But I don't think father ought to give up his fishing to join us. Haven't you noticed how tired he looks? He ought to get away from all of us for a few weeks. Why shouldn't you and I look after Lita?"
Pauline's enthusiasm drooped. It was really no business of Nona's to give her mother advice about
