'
'Yes--yes. If there are any of them you would care to tell me
instead--just if you want to, mind--just if you are in a hole or
anything?'
'No thanks,' very stiffly.
'Any little debts, for instance?'
'That's all right now. Mother--'
'She did?'
Roger is ready to jump at him. 'I was willing to speak to you about
them, but--'
'She said, "Not worth while bothering father."'
'How did you know?'
'Oh, I have met your mother before, you see. Nothing else?'
'No.'
'Haven't been an ass about a girl or anything of that sort?''
'Good lord, father!'
'I shouldn't have said it. In my young days we sometimes--It's all
different now.'
'I don't know, I could tell you things that would surprise you.'
'No! Not about yourself?'
'No. At least--'
'Just as you like, Roger.'
'It blew over long ago.'
'Then there's no need?'
'No--oh no. It was just--you know--the old, old story.'
He eyes his father suspiciously, but not a muscle in Mr. Torrance's
countenance is out of place.
'I see. It hasn't--left you bitter about the sex, Roger, I hope?'
'Not now.
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