Maurice could always find the way out of a difficulty.
"Mamma," she said anxiously, but with some hesitation, "I think this is need--the kind of need Maurice meant." "Need, truly.

But I do not know--" "He would be glad to help you.

And he knows all about us." "Yes, I should not have to make long explanations to him." Just then there was a knock at the door.

Both started violently.

Absurd as it was, they both expected to see Bailey himself enter.