But--but look here, Mr.Keith.Do I understand you to advise us to send Mary-'Gusta away--to school--for two years?
Jumpin' fire! How--how could we?
She--why, what would we do without her ?" "It would be harder for you here in the store, of course." "The store! 'Tain't the store I'm thinkin' about; it's me and Zoeth.
What'll WE do without her?
Why, she--why, no daughter could mean more to us than that girl does, and if Zoeth and me was her own--er--mother and father we couldn't think more of her.

We'd be adrift and out of sight of land if Mary-'Gusta went away.

No, no, we couldn't think of such a thing." "Not even for her sake?
She's worth a pretty big sacrifice, a girl like that." A long discussion followed, a discussion interrupted by the arrival of occasional customers but resumed as soon as each of these individuals departed.

Zoeth asked a question.
"This--this Miss--er--What's-her-name's school you're talkin' about," he asked, "a reg'lar boardin' school, is it ?" "Yes, but there are day pupils.

It was my idea, provided you two were willing to listen to my suggestion at all, to suggest that Mary attend as a day pupil.