"Don't. There's nothing to say."
She felt a tremor of his shoulders as they pressed against her, and the tremor ran through her own body and seemed to loosen the fibres of her heart.
"Old dad."
"Nona."
After that they remained again without speaking till a clock chimed out from somewhere in the shadows. Manford got up. He gave himself one of his impatient shakes, and stooped to kiss his daughter on the forehead.
"I don't believe I'll come up again before we go."
"No."
"It's no use—"
"No."
"I'll look after your mother—do all I can... Goodbye, dear."