Just go on as prudently as you can, for the present.

Is father really in a hobble ?" "My dear, he doesn't know where to turn for a five-pound note!" Dyce was sincerely troubled.

He seldom thought of his parents; none the less they represented his only true affection, and he became uncomfortable at the prospect of disaster befalling their latter years.
"Well, well, don't bother about it, more than you can help.

Things are going pretty well with me, I fancy." "So I supposed, Dyce.

But your father is afraid--you know how he looks on the dark side of everything--lest you should be incurring liabilities.