"What'll you do with Donkey Street?"
"Let it off for a bit."
"Don't you sell!"
"Not I!"
"You'll be meaning to come back?"
"I'll be hoping."
Joanna gazed at him for a few moments in silence, and a change came into her voice—
"Arthur, you're doing all this because of me."
"I'm doing it for you, Joanna."
"Well—I don't feel I've any call—I haven't any right.... I mean, if Ellen don't like you here, she must go herself ... it ain't fair on you—you at Donkey Street for more'n twenty year ..."