You know how it is with us, Maurice.

We can hold on very little longer.

If you persist in refusing this last chance, the old home will have to go.

We shall be beggars!" She sinks back in her chair, and sobs softly but bitterly.
"Don't go on like that--don't!" says Rylton, coming over to her and patting her shoulder tenderly.

"There must be some other way out of it.