No! I suppose you're tarred with the same brush." Roger shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, I don't care, so long as Daphne gets what she wants, and the place suits the child." His ruddy countenance took a shade of anxiety.
French inquired what reason there was to suppose that Beatty would not thrive perfectly at Heston.

Roger could only say that the child had seemed to flag a little since their arrival.

Appetite not quite so good, temper difficult, and so on.

Their smart lady-nurse was not quite satisfied.