their room, and the two faced eac

mean?"-her breath came short, perhaps from

an? I don't unders

e nearly quarreled about those men. Why were you so

puts on! If he is my own brother I must

is not the question now. Have yo

what, mother?" Chr

ch of them is it? Is it Ba

say anything when y

now, ever since he left the law school. He does nothing, never will do anything. He has no will or purpo

h her small fingers that were loaded with rings. She pinched the fold

ery way possible. When have I asked Banks Bowen to the house except when everybody was asked! I would n

fference," said

ettled before

I did-a little. Why shouldn't I? He does what I like a man to do. I don't enjoy people who have

d! You poor, u

l added so much to our inc

oes he selfishly waste it. He has a

nce has to do with it. Wh

ding if ever you try to make both ends meet with Banks Bowe

only just spoken to

children, it seems. Was it you, Chri

ne was

tle schemes at a time like this!" Mrs. Bogardus saw now what must have been Paul's reason for doing what, with all her forced explanations of the

ts arms. Total surrender under pressure of cruel odds was the expression of her pointed eyebrows and drooping mouth. She l

ears, mother. If you could feel my heart now! It jumps like some

you choose to make it a shield against everything I say that doesn't please you, you can cut yourself off from me e

y at all," said Christine, her eyes closed in re

ted you as far as I was able on account of your weak

sses, but in her eyes as she looked at her there was a profound, ina

seemed to say, "how you came to

d put aside their foolish tiff as unworthy of another thought; she was embarrassed when at bedtime Christine came humbly to her door, and putt

. A certain sort of sentimentality always made her feel like whistl