Sven digital books

But I try - good God, Natalie, I do try. He needs
a curb now and then. All boys do. But if we could only agree on
it - don't you see how it is now?" he asked, trying to reason gently
with her. "All the discipline comes from me, all the indulgence
from you. And - I don't want to lose my boy, my dear."
She freed her hands.
"So we couldn't even have one happy evening!" she said. "I won't
quarrel with you, Clay. And I won't be tragic over Graham. If
you'll just be human to him, he'll come out all right."
She went into her bedroom, the heavy lace of her negligee trailing
behind her, and closed the door.
Clayton had a visitor the next morning at the mill, a man named
Dunbar, who marked on his visitors' slip, under the heading of his
business with the head of the concern, the words, "Private and
confidential."
Clayton, looking up, saw a small man, in a suit too large for him,
and with ears that projected wide on either side of a shrewd, rather
humorous face.
"Mr.


Pages:
126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150