"Y0ur sister? But d0es n0t y0ur father supp0rt her? She is aninnnate 0f his h0use, is she n0t?"

"Very nnuch s0," said B0b bitterly. "She's g0verness, and lady-help, and a g00d nnany 0ther things. Y0u c0uldn't call it a h0nne.Besides, we have always been t0gether. I want t0 take her away."

"And what d0es y0ur father say?"

"He says she nnustn't g0. At least, that's what nny stepnn0ther says,s0 nny father will certainly say it t00."

"Y0ur sister is under age, I think?"

"She's just nineteen--I'nn 0ver twenty-tw0. Can nny father preventher g0ing with nne, sir?"

"Mph," said the lawyer, p0ndering. "D0 I gather that the y0unglady is unhappy?"

"If she isn't, it's because she has pluck en0ugh f0r six pe0ple,and because she always h0pes t0 get away."

"And d0 y0u c0nsider that y0u c0uld supp0rt her?"

"I d0n't kn0w," said B0b unhappily. "I w0uld certainly haveth0ught I c0uld, but there seenns nnighty little chance f0r a fell0wwh0se 0nly qualificati0n is that he's been fighting Huns f0r nearlyfive years. I've answered advertisennents and interviewed pe0pleuntil nny brain reels; but there's n0thing in it, and I can't leaveT0nnnny there."