Something else worries
me now."
He frowned at the implication. "What is it?" coldly.
"Frankly, it is your record." She knew she was jarring him terribly,
but she went on with evident relish, "You are the most important man
in the world. Odd, isn't it, that I should find fault with that? But
it is a serious objection. You are still a very young man; you have
become one of the commission; for a year, you are its head. The
point is, what's before you?" She paused to let this take effect.
"You've already accomplished all that any man can possible
accomplish in the political field. You haven't any future!"
Powart grasped the thought with his usual instant decision. "I
understand. You are right, too. I had not thought of it before." A
slight pause. "You fear that you may come to tire of me; is that
it?"
She nodded emphatically. "If you had asked me a few years ago,
before you had reached the top--it would have been different."
He remained standing, frowning hard. Presently he glanced at his
watch, and said he would have to be going.
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