"This is not far from our house.

Madison Avenue is no distance.

That could not have kept father away." "You don't live on Madison Avenue any longer.

The house and its contents have been sold," replied Stott gravely, and in a few words he outlined the situation as it was.
Shirley listened quietly to the end and only the increasing pallor of her face and an occasional nervous twitching at the corner of her mouth betrayed the shock that this recital of her father's misfortunes was to her.

Ah, this she had little dreamed of! Yet why not?
It was but logic.