The city will be like a furnace, of course, and the children must be sent to camps.

If you don't see the necessity, go and talk to her, and then you will." "But you can forbid it, can't you ?" "No.

Can you ?" "I can try," snapped Roger.
"Let's try what's possible," said Baird.

"Let's try to keep her in bed three days." "Sounds modest," Roger grunted.

And a glimmer of amusement came into Baird's impassive eyes.
"Try it," he drawled.