God knows, I'm not!" Crozier caught sight of Mrs.Tynan.

"It's hard on you to have me brought here," he murmured as she took his hand.
"Not so hard as if they hadn't," she replied.

"That's what a home's for--not just a place for eating and drinking and sleeping." "It wasn't part of the bargain," he said weakly.
"It was my part of the bargain." "Here's Kitty," said the maker of mineral waters, as there was the swish of a skirt at the door.
"Who are you calling 'Kitty' ?" asked the girl indignantly, as they motioned her back from the bedside.

"There's too many people here," she added abruptly to her mother.

"We can take care of him"-- she nodded towards the bed.