At least, I think so."
"Thanks," said Mrs. Phillips. "You see, as the wife of a public man, I
get so little time for study."
"Is it settled yet?" asked Joan. "Are they going to make room for him in
the Cabinet?
"I'm afraid so," answered Mrs. Phillips. "Oh, of course, I want him to,"
she corrected herself. "And he must, of course, if the King insists upon
it. But I wish it hadn't all come with such a whirl. What shall I have
to do, do you think?"
Joan was pouring out the tea. "Oh, nothing," she answered, "but just be
agreeable to the right people. He'll tell you who they are. And take
care of him."
"I wish I'd taken more interest in politics when I was young," said Mrs.
Phillips. "Of course, when I was a girl, women weren't supposed to."
"Do you know, I shouldn't worry about them, if I were you," Joan advised
her. "Let him forget them when he's with you. A man can have too much
of a good thing," she laughed.
"I wonder if you're right," mused Mrs. Phillips. "He does often say that
he'd just as soon I didn't talk about them.
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