The old lady won't charge much to come and stay with you.
I'll come over after I'm through work to-morrow and help her get things looking a little more like living." "You'll do nothing of the sort." Jean looked at him mutinously.

"I'm all right just as I am.

I won't have her, Lite.

That's settled." "Sure, it's settled," Lite agreed, with more than his usual pertinacity.

"I'll have her out here by noon, and a supply of real grub.