Age of Iron
"This is a big house," he said. "You could turn it into a boarding house."
I made a tired gesture.
"You could let rooms to students," he went on relentlessly. (1.35-37)
"He must go home," I said. "This is getting too much for me. I can't have brawling in my backyard. I can't have strangers walking in and out." (2.74)
"Very well," I said, "I will not make that mistake again. But I cannot turn my home into a haven for all the children running away from the townships.
"But why not?" asked Florence, leaning forward. "Why not?" (2.134-135)