He was busy, you see, and I hadn't much to say about the things that interested him, because I don't know much about them." "It's a pity! Oh, it's a pity!" she moaned.

"And you'll have to learn to know about 'em NOW, Bibbs! I haven't said much to you, because I felt it was all between your father and you, but I honestly do believe it will just kill him if he has to have any more trouble on top of all this! You mustn't LET him, Bibbs--you mustn't! You don't know how he's grieved over you, and now he can't stand any more--he just can't! Whatever he says for you to do, you DO it, Bibbs, you DO it! I want you to promise me you will." "I would if I could," he said, sorrowfully.
"No, no! Why can't you ?" she cried, clutching his arm.

"He wants you to go back to the machine-shop and--" "And--'like it'!" said Bibbs.
"Yes, that's it--to go in a cheerful spirit.

Dr.Gurney said it wouldn't hurt you if you went in a cheerful spirit--the doctor said that himself, Bibbs.

So why can't you do it?
Can't you do that much for your father?
You ought to think what he's done for YOU.