"Can I prevent fools suffering for their folly?" he asked.
"The baby looks so ill," said Nellie, "and Mrs. Roberts is worn to a shadow."
"Did you see Roberts?" asked Philip.
"For a minute," said Nellie, "but he was very cold and disagreeable."
"Thought you were tarred with the same brush as Dale, I suppose?"
"Can't you do anything for 'em, Dale?" asked Mrs. Hodge.
"I can send him a check."
"He'll send it back," remarked Philip.
"I wish he'd get out of the place."
"Yes, he might as well be miserable somewhere else, mightn't he?"