“And you’ll have to give up your home.”
“Give up our home? Why?”
“The people who hold your father’s notes and the mortgage are ready to foreclose and take the place.”
“Give up Aspley Place?” repeated Morey, the tears coming into his eyes.
His father’s old friend nodded his head slowly and tremulously wiped his face.
“Major Carey,” said Morey with a throb in his throat, “that would break Mother’s heart. She can’t do that.”
“The sooner you realize that it must be, the better for both of you.”
“Was there any way to prevent this?”
The old Major sighed.