"How can I, dad?
Five children--five! And two of them so little they can't even dress themselves alone! And there are all their meals--their baths--and the older ones going uptown to school! I can't let them go way uptown on the 'bus or the trolley without a maid--" "But, Edith!" he interrupted, his face contracting with distress.

"Don't you see that they can't go to school ?" She turned on him.

"Uptown, I mean, to those expensive private schools." "Father!" she demanded.

"Do you mean you want my children to go to common public schools ?" There was rage and amazement upon her pretty countenance, and with it an instant certainty too.

Yes, this was Deborah's planning! But Roger thought that Edith's look was all directed at himself.