Emma glanced at them, and saw that Bertie, the elder, was listening with a surprised look.
'Yes, I'm sorry,' she replied simply, 'but we have no choice.' Alice had an impulse of generosity.
'Then take it from _me_,' she said.

'You won't mind that.

You know I have plenty of my own.

Live here and let one or two of the rooms, and I'll lend you what you need till the business is doing well.

Now you can't have anything to say against that ?' Emma still shook her head.
'The business will never help us.