And with a slight hesitation, "But I think I know the trouble," he said.

"And perhaps some other time--when you do feel like talking--" He stopped, for on her wide sensitive lips he saw a twitch of amusement.
"What do you think is the trouble ?" she asked.

And Roger looked at her squarely.
"Loneliness," he answered.
"Why ?" she asked him.
"Well, there's Edith's baby--and Laura getting married--" "I see--and so I'm lonely for a family of my own.

But you're forgetting my school," she said.
"Yes, yes, I know," he retorted.

"But that's not at all the same.
Interesting work, no doubt, but--well, it isn't personal." "Oh, isn't it ?" she answered, and she drew a quivering breath.