"Have you spoken to your mother?"
"Yes; I told her that Derrice was dainty about her food, and there must be a change in our diet."
"What did she say?"
"Nothing; she apparently agreed to what I said. Micah, I am afraid I have got to set up housekeeping for myself."
"You couldn't put that baby in charge of a house, Justin."
"Certainly not."
"And no boarding-house would content her; she'd want a first-class hotel."
"Yes."
"And you can't afford that."
"No."