Everything else but your father has changed, and all the time he's stood still.

He doesn't know it; he thinks because they've given him a hundred dollars more every two years he's quite a prosperous man! And he thinks that because his children cost him more than he and I cost our parents he gives them--enough!" "But Walter----" Alice faltered.

"Walter doesn't cost him anything at all any more." And she concluded, in a stricken voice, "It's all--me!" "Why shouldn't it be ?" her mother cried.

"You're young--you're just at the time when your life should be fullest of good things and happiness.
Yet what do you get ?" Alice's lip quivered; she was not unsusceptible to such an appeal, but she contrived the semblance of a protest.

"I don't have such a bad time not a good DEAL of the time, anyhow.