"Fäather!" she called sharply.
He turned round.
"I thought maybe you'd lend us some money—just fur a time—till we're straight agäun."
"You'd better ask somebody else."
"There's no one round here as can lend us wot we need—it's—it's a good deal as we'll want to see us through."
"Can't you mortgage?"
"We are mortgaged—the last foot"—and she burst into tears again.
Reuben watched her for a minute or two in silence.
"You've bin a bad daughter," he said at last, "and you've got no right to call on me. But I've had my plans for Grandturzel this long while."
She shuddered.