Since You Went Away Page #3

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we can for our soldiers.

Brig, Jane,

now that's enough.

Do you want to finish this game

or don't you?

- 102. It's a blitz.

- Turn out the dining room lights.

Suppose Pop were looking

for a room in some crowded city.

Hurry up, Jane. It can't be

that hard to figure out.

Suppose there was a family

like ours that had three bedrooms.

Don't you think it would be

malicious not to rent a room to Pop?

Well, Jane?

I won almost $6,000.

592 points at $10 a point.

Deduct it from what you owe me.

And poor Pop

sleeping in the park!

All right, all right,

Pop is sleeping in the park

and the people are malicious

and we decide to rent him a room.

- Now you satisfied?

- You'll do it?

I didn't say I'd do it.

I'll think about it.

I knew you couldn't be mean like

those characters in that other city.

Come along.

I wonder how much

we can get for Jane's room.

My room?

How much will that be

for three days?

What?

Brig, turn that thing off.

I can't hear.

I'm awfully sorry.

Yes. Will this get

into the early edition?

Yes. Fireplace and bay window.

Oh, all right.

Put in "homey atmosphere."

Mother! Mother!

Wait, please!

Keep quiet, Brig. Would you send

the bill to this address, please?

Thank you.

You don't mean you're

going to rent your room?

That's the room

that will bring the most money.

I'll take your room, and you

can double up with Jane.

You're not going to put

somebody in Pop's room?

I didn't mean that.

You wouldn't want

those characters in that other city

to put Pop in anything

but their best room, would you?

But that's different.

He's Pop.

Good morning.

Is this the place

that advertised for an officer?

That's right.

With the real fireplace,

nice bay window, southern exposure?

That's right.

I haven't seen the room yet,

but the homey atmosphere seems okay.

I guess it's a deal.

I'm sorry, but the room's

already taken.

Oh, I see.

I'm sorry you had

the trip for nothing.

Yes, I can see

you're grief-stricken.

Hi, beaver.

Good morning.

Mrs. Hilton, I presume.

Yes.

May I be permitted to observe,

this is the first house I've found

in this godforsaken community

- that doesn't smell of cabbage.

- Well, it does sometimes.

I was given to understand

at the office of the Purchasing Division,

to which I have

the misfortune to be attached,

that you had a room for rent.

Yes, but I specified an officer.

You see, my husband...

My name is Smollett, William G.,

Colonel, United States Army, retired.

Retired, I might add, by virtue

of certain fatuous opinions

held in the War Department

which judge a man's usefulness

neither by his experience

nor his ability,

but by the number of years

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