"Don't you own that place in Pennsylvania ?" he inquired.
"Yes, but it isn't worth much, and I couldn't sell it.

I've been trying to do that anyhow for some time, because Berenice is getting tired of it." "And haven't you any money laid away ?" "It's taken all I have to run this place and keep the children in school.

I've been trying to give Berenice and Rolfe a chance to do something for themselves." At the repetition of Berenice's name Cowperwood consulted his own interest or mood in the matter.

A little assistance for her would not bother him much.

Besides, it would probably eventually bring about a meeting with the daughter.
"Why don't you clear out of this ?" he observed, finally.