nights wondering what would happen to the crowd of you--However!"
And dismissing the topic, he glanced at his watch. "I think I'll
turn in before anybody comes in, Nance. I need sleep." With a long
tired yawn, he started for the big square stairway; paused at her
desk. "What're all those?"

"Bills, Bert. I'm sorry to have you see them now. But we ought to
pay some of them--I've been going over things, this afternoon.
Now, especially if you're going to make a fresh start, we ought to
straighten things out. We ought to plan that we can spend so much
money, and stick to that."

Bert flipped the pile with a careless finger.

"We never will!" he said morosely. "We never HAVE."

"Oh, Bert--we used to clear everything off on the first of the
month, and then celebrate, don't you remember?"

He jerked his head impatiently.

"What's the use of harking back to that? That was years ago, and
things are different now. We'll pull out of it, I'm not worried.
Only, where we can, I think we ought to cut down."

"Dentist--" Nancy said musingly. She had come over to stand beside
him, and now glanced at one of the topmost bills. "You HAVE to
have a dentist," she argued.

"Well, I'm too tired to go over 'em now!" Bert said,