She was lying on her bed, and she looked as though she had been crying.
"Where have you been ?" she inquired.
"At Edith's," her father answered.

She reached up and took his hand, and held it slowly tighter.
"You aren't going to find it too lonely here, with Laura gone ?" she asked him.

And the wistfulness in her deep sweet voice made something thrill in Roger.
"Why should I ?" he retorted.

Deborah gave a queer little laugh.
"Oh, I'm just silly, that's all," she said.

"I've been having a fit of blues.