I've been feeling so old this afternoon--a regular old woman.

I wanted you, dearie, and I was afraid that you--" she broke off.
"Look here," said Roger sharply.

"Do you really want to keep this house ?" "Keep this house?
Why, father!" "You think you can stand it here alone, just the two of us ?" he demanded.
"I can," cried Deborah happily.

Her father walked to the window.

There as he looked blindly out, his eyes were assaulted by the lights of all those titty-tatty flats.