How much money have you got in the bank ?" "Not much, not much, Ellen," replied Andrew, with a groan.
"It wouldn't last very long at eighteen dollars a week ?" "No, no." "It doesn't seem as if you ought to mortgage the house when you and mother are getting older.

Father--" "What, Ellen ?" "Nothing," said Ellen, after a little pause.

It had been on her lips to tell him that she must go to work, then she refrained.

There was something in her father's face which forbade her doing so.
"Go to bed, Ellen, and get rested," said Andrew.

Then he rubbed his head against hers with his curious, dog-like method of caress, and kissed her forehead.
"You go to sleep and get rested yourself, father," said Ellen.
"I guess I won't undress to-night, but I'll lay on the lounge," said Andrew.
"Well, you speak to me if mother wakes up and takes on again.