Bassett had confessed to Dan several times his anxiety touching the boy.

To-day, when the lad's mother had just returned after a long sojourn in a rest cure, was not a fit occasion for discussing such matters.
"What's Allen doing ?" asked Marian.

"I suppose now that papa is having a rumpus with Mr.Thatcher I shall never see him any more." "You shouldn't speak so, Marian.

A hotel parlor is no place to discuss your father's affairs," admonished Mrs.Bassett.
"Oh, Allen's ever so much fun.

He's a Socialist or something.