"And it's none of my business, I know--except that John is one of my boys--and if things are to go on like this I can't let him board here any more.

If he had let me know before I'd have taken him from you sooner.

You'll miss the four dollars a week he pays." The woman swallowed fiercely.

The flush on her face had deepened.

She scowled to keep back the tears.
"We can all die for all I care! I've about got to the end of my rope!" "I see you have." Deborah's voice was low.