Her father's heavy face grew stern.
"I'd thought of that," he answered.

"But it will be hard on her, Deborah--" "I know it will--but I don't see anything else to be done." The deep quiet voice of his daughter grew sweet with pity as she spoke.

"At least we can try to make it a little easier for her.

You can take her up to the mountains and I can close her apartment.

But of course she won't agree to it unless she knows how matters stand." Deborah waited a little.