You are not fit to go out hunting employment." "Poverty has no choice," bitterly.

"The fact that I am tired does not matter." "Oh, but it does.

Now I am not quite so badly off as you suppose.

All I ask is a chance to think, to arrange some plan.

Won't you sit quietly there until I puzzle it out ?" She sank down wearily upon one end of the settee, and I took the other, leaning forward, my face in my hands..