But I guess I'd better not." "I don't think you'd be in the way, my boy." "I'd rather stay here, if you don't mind.

When I'm through in your son-in-law's office I thought I might go back to yours.

I could send you your mail every two or three days." "I'd like that, John--it will be a great help." "All right, Mr.Gale." John stopped at the door.

"And Miss Deborah," he ventured.

"Is she to get married just the same ?" "Oh, yes, I think so--later on." "Good-night, sir." And John went out of the room.
When _would_ Deborah be married?
It came over Roger, when he was alone, how his family had shifted its center.