But she did not come.

And if he decided not to permit her mother to occupy the house, she would not come much more.

Eh?
Why, it was the last day of the month! She might never come again! Jed shut off the motor and turned away from the lathe.

He sank down into his little chair, drew his knee up under his chin, and thought, long and seriously.

When the knee slid down to its normal position once more his mind was made up.