Undertow by Kathleen Thompson Norris
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-just a little frightened. I feel as if perhaps we had been a
little too brave. When your cousins, and mine, ask us how we do it, and make so much of it, it makes me feel a little uneasy. Suppose we really aren't able to swing it ...?" Bert knew how to meet this mood, and he never failed her. He put his arm about her, tonight, and gave her his sunniest smile. "We could pay less rent, dear." This fired Nancy. Of course they could. She had seen really possible places, in inaccessible neighbourhoods, which rented far more reasonably. She had seen quite sunny and clean flats for as little as fourteen and sixteen dollars a month. Her housekeeping abilities awakened to the demand. What did she and Bert care about neighbourhoods and the casual dictates of fashion? They were a world in themselves, and they needed no other company. "Everyone said that we'd never get this far," Bert reminded her hearteningly. She was immediately reassured, and fell to enthusiastic planning for Christmas. Chapter Six It was their first Christmas, and they spent it alone together. Bert and Nancy knew that they would not spend another Christmas |
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