Chapter 76 Robert Frost Smoking.
The room became very quiet.
Robert Frost looked up at her with a snap of his hand on his temple.
When Margaret Henson finished, she seemed to feel that being alone in the same room was a bit of a fantasy, and she smiled, "I'm just saying."
Robert Frost looked at her and really wanted to know if the one at home knew that she was so active with other men outside.
He lowered his eyes and his tone was even more impolite.
"Get out."
Margaret Henson only thought that he did not like contact with the opposite sex and wanted to defend himself to the Grants.
I didn't mean anything else, Mr. Frost, have a good rest.
She really didn't mean anything, but when she saw her client drunk, she couldn't help but want to help and get good points.
Robert Frost has not responded and has not made any suggestions about the sketch plan.