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  \"AndIshallaskleavetobeabsentfromyourdiscomfiture,mydear,\"answeredherhusband。

  Thesonreturnedthatafternoon,andconfessedhissurpriseatfindinghismotherinBoston。Hewassofrankthatshehadnotquitethecouragetoconfessinturnwhyshehadcome,buttrumpedupanexcuse。

  \"Well,mother,\"hesaidpromptly,\"IhavemadeanengagementwithMr。Lapham。\"

  \"Haveyou,Tom?\"sheaskedfaintly。

  \"Yes。ForthepresentIamgoingtohavechargeofhisforeigncorrespondence,andifIseemywaytotheadvantageIexpecttofindinit,IamgoingouttomanagethatsideofhisbusinessinSouthAmericaandMexico。

  He’sbehavedveryhandsomelyaboutit。Hesaysthatifitappearsforourcommoninterest,heshallpaymeasalaryaswellasacommission。I’vetalkedwithUncleJim,andhethinksit’sagoodopening。\"

  \"YourUncleJimdoes?\"queriedMrs。Coreyinamaze。

  \"Yes;Iconsultedhimthewholewaythrough,andI’veactedonhisadvice。\"

  Thisseemedanincomprehensibletreacheryonherbrother’spart。

  \"Yes;Ithoughtyouwouldliketohaveme。Andbesides,Icouldn’tpossiblyhavegonetoanyonesowellfittedtoadviseme。\"

  Hismothersaidnothing。Infact,themineralpaintbusiness,howeverpainfulitsinterest,was,forthemoment,supersededbyamorepoignantanxiety。Shebegantofeelherwaycautiouslytowardthis。

  \"HaveyoubeentalkingaboutyourbusinesswithMr。Laphamallnight?\"

  \"Well,prettymuch,\"saidherson,withaguiltlesslaugh。

  \"Iwenttoseehimyesterdayafternoon,afterIhadgoneoverthewholegroundwithUncleJim,andMr。Laphamaskedmetogodownwithhimandfinishup。\"

  \"Down?\"repeatedMrs。Corey。\"Yes,toNantasket。

  Hehasacottagedownthere。\"

  \"AtNantasket?\"Mrs。Coreyknittedherbrowsalittle。

  \"WhatintheworldcanacottageatNantasketbelike?\"

  \"Oh,verymuchlikea’cottage’anywhere。Ithastheusualallowanceofredroofandveranda。Therearetheregulationrocksbythesea;andthebighotelsonthebeachaboutamileoff,flaringawaywithelectriclightsandroman—candlesatnight。Wedidn’thavethematNahant。\"

  \"No,\"saidhismother。\"IsMrs。Laphamwell?Andherdaughter?\"

  \"Yes,Ithinkso,\"saidtheyoungman。\"Theyoungladieswalkedmedowntotherocksintheusualwayafterdinner,andthenIcamebackandtalkedpaintwithMr。Laphamtillmidnight。Wedidn’tsettleanythingtillthismorningcomingupontheboat。\"

  \"Whatsortofpeopledotheyseemtobeathome?\"

  \"Whatsort?Well,Idon’tknowthatInoticed。\"Mrs。Coreypermittedherselfthefirstpartofasighofrelief;

  andhersonlaughed,butapparentlynotather。

  \"They’rejustreadingMiddlemarch。Theysaythere’ssomuchtalkaboutit。Oh,Isupposethey’reverygoodpeople。

  Theyseemedtobeonverygoodtermswitheachother。\"

  \"Isupposeit’stheplainsisterwho’sreadingMiddlemarch。\"

  \"Plain?Issheplain?\"askedtheyoungman,asifsearchinghisconsciousness。\"Yes,it’stheolderonewhodoesthereading,apparently。ButIdon’tbelievethatevensheoverdoesit。Theyliketotalkbetter。

  TheyremindedmeofSouthernpeopleinthat。\"Theyoungmansmiled,asifamusedbysomeofhisimpressionsoftheLaphamfamily。\"Theliving,asthecountrypeoplecallit,istremendouslygood。TheColonel——he’sacolonel——talkedofthecoffeeashiswife’scoffee,asifshehadpersonallymadeitinthekitchen,thoughIbelieveitwasmerelyinspiredbyher。

  Andtherewaseverythinginthehousethatmoneycouldbuy。

  Butmoneyhasitslimitations。\"

  ThiswasafactwhichMrs。Coreywasbeginningtorealisemoreandmoreunpleasantlyinherownlife;butitseemedtobringheracertaincomfortinitsapplicationtotheLaphams。

  \"Yes,thereisapointwheretastehastobegin,\"shesaid。

  \"Theyseemedtowanttoapologisetomefornothavingmorebooks,\"saidCorey。\"Idon’tknowwhytheyshould。

  TheColonelsaidtheyboughtagoodmanybooks,firstandlast;

  butapparentlytheydon’ttakethemtothesea—side。\"

  \"IdaresaytheyNEVERbuyaNEWbook。I’vemetsomeofthesemoneyedpeoplelately,andtheylavishoneveryconceivableluxury,andthenborrowbooks,andgettheminthecheappapereditions。\"

  \"Ifancythat’sthewaywiththeLaphamfamily,\"saidtheyoungman,smilingly。\"Buttheyareverygoodpeople。

  Theotherdaughterishumorous。\"

  \"Humorous?\"Mrs。Coreyknittedherbrowsinsomeperplexity。

  \"DoyoumeanlikeMrs。Sayre?\"sheasked,namingtheladywhosenamemustcomeintoeveryBostonmindwhenhumourismentioned。

  \"Ohno;nothinglikethat。Sheneversaysanythingthatyoucanremember;nothinginflashesorripples;

  nothingtheleastliterary。Butit’sasortofdrollwayoflookingatthings;oradrollmediumthroughwhichthingspresentthemselves。Idon’tknow。

  Shetellswhatshe’sseen,andmimicsalittle。\"

  \"Oh,\"saidMrs。Coreycoldly。Afteramomentsheasked:

  \"AndisMissIreneasprettyasever?\"

  \"She’sawonderfulcomplexion,\"saidthesonunsatisfactorily。

  \"IshallwanttobebywhenfatherandColonelLaphammeet,\"

  headded,withasmile。

  \"Ah,yes,yourfather!\"saidthemother,inthatwayinwhichawifeatoncecompassionatesandcensuresherhusbandtotheirchildren。

  \"Doyouthinkit’sreallygoingtobeatrialtohim?\"

  askedtheyoungmanquickly。

  \"No,no,Ican’tsayitis。ButIconfessIwishitwassomeotherbusiness,Tom。\"

  \"Well,mother,Idon’tseewhy。Theprincipalthinglookedatnowistheamountofmoney;andwhileI

  wouldratherstarvethantouchadollarthatwasdirtywithanysortofdishonesty————\"

  \"Ofcourseyouwould,myson!\"interposedhismotherproudly。

  \"Ishouldn’tatallminditshavingalittlemineralpaintonit。I’llusemyinfluencewithColonelLapham——ifI

  everhaveany——tohavehispaintscrapedoffthelandscape。\"

  \"Isupposeyouwon’tbegintilltheautumn。\"

  \"Ohyes,Ishall,\"saidtheson,laughingathismother’ssimpleignoranceofbusiness。\"Ishallbeginto—morrowmorning。\"

  \"To—morrowmorning!\"

  \"Yes。I’vehadmydeskappointedalready,andIshallbedownthereatnineinthemorningtotakepossession。\"

  \"Tom\"criedhismother,\"whydoyouthinkMr。Laphamhastakenyouintobusinesssoreadily?I’vealwaysheardthatitwassohardforyoungmentogetin。\"

  \"AnddoyouthinkIfounditeasywithhim?Wehadabouttwelvehours’solidtalk。\"

  \"Andyoudon’tsupposeitwasanysortof——personalconsideration?\"

  \"Why,Idon’tknowexactlywhatyoumean,mother。

  Isupposehelikesme。\"

  Mrs。Coreycouldnotsayjustwhatshemeant。Sheanswered,ineffectuallyenough——

  \"Yes。Youwouldn’tlikeittobeafavour,wouldyou?\"

  \"Ithinkhe’samanwhomaybetrustedtolookafterhisowninterest。ButIdon’tmindhisbeginningbylikingme。

  It’llbemyownfaultifIdon’tmakemyselfessentialtohim。\"

  \"Yes,\"saidMrs。Corey。

  \"Well,demandedherhusband,attheirfirstmeetingafterherinterviewwiththeirson,\"whatdidyousaytoTom?\"

  \"Verylittle,ifanything。Ifoundhimwithhismindmadeup,anditwouldonlyhavedistressedhimifI

  hadtriedtochangeit。\"

  \"ThatispreciselywhatIsaid,mydear。\"

  \"Besides,hehadtalkedthematteroverfullywithJames,andseemstohavebeenadvisedbyhim。Ican’tunderstandJames。\"

  \"Oh!it’sinregardtothepaint,andnottheprincess,thathe’smadeuphismind。Well,Ithinkyouwerewisetolethimalone,Anna。Werepresentafadedtradition。

  Wedon’treallycarewhatbusinessamanisin,soitislargeenough,andhedoesn’tadvertiseoffensively;butwethinkitfinetoaffectreluctance。\"

  \"Doyoureallyfeelso,Bromfield?\"askedhiswifeseriously。

  \"CertainlyIdo。TherewasalongtimeinmymisguidedyouthwhenIsupposedmyselfsomesortofporcelain;

  butit’sarelieftobeofthecommonclay,afterall,andtoknowit。IfIgetbroken,Icanbeeasilyreplaced。\"

  \"IfTommustgointosuchabusiness,\"saidMrs。Corey,\"I’mgladJamesapprovesofit。\"

  \"I’mafraiditwouldn’tmattertoTomifhedidn’t;

  andIdon’tknowthatIshouldcare,\"saidCorey,betrayingthefactthathehadperhapshadagooddealofhisbrother—in—law’sjudgmentinthecourseofhislife。

  \"YouhadbetterconsulthiminregardtoTom’smarryingtheprincess。\"

  \"Thereisnonecessityatpresentforthat,\"saidMrs。Corey,withdignity。Afteramoment,sheasked,\"Shouldyoufeelquitesoeasyifitwereaquestionofthat,Bromfield?\"

  \"Itwouldbealittlemorepersonal。\"

  \"YoufeelaboutitasIdo。Ofcourse,wehavebothlivedtoolong,andseentoomuchoftheworld,tosupposewecancontrolsuchthings。Thechildisgood,Ihaven’ttheleastdoubt,andallthosethingscanbemanagedsothattheywouldn’tdisgraceus。Butshehashadacertainsortofbringingup。IshouldpreferTomtomarryagirlwithanothersort,andthisbusinessventureofhisincreasesthechancesthathewon’t。That’sall。\"

  \"’’Tisnotsodeepasawell,norsowideasachurchdoor,but’twillserve。’\"

  \"Ishouldn’tlikeit。\"

  \"Well,ithasn’thappenedyet。\"

  \"Ah,younevercanrealiseanythingbeforehand。\"

  \"Perhapsthathassavedmesomesuffering。Butyouhaveatleasttheconsolationoftwoanxietiesatonce。

  Ialwaysfindthatagreatadvantage。Youcanplayoneoffagainsttheother。\"

  Mrs。Coreydrewalongbreathasifshedidnotexperiencethesuggestedconsolation;andshearrangedtoquit,thefollowingafternoon,thesceneofherdefeat,whichshehadnothadthecouragetomakeabattlefield。

  Hersonwentdowntoseeheroffontheboat,afterspendinghisfirstdayathisdeskinLapham’soffice。

  Hewasinagayhumour,andshedepartedinareflectedgleamofhisgoodspirits。Hetoldherallaboutit,ashesattalkingwithheratthesternoftheboat,lingeringtillthelastmoment,andthensteppingashore,withaslittlewasteoftimeasLaphamhimself,onthegang—plankwhichthedeck—handshadlaidholdof。

  Hetouchedhishattoherfromthewharftoreassureherofhisescapefrombeingcarriedawaywithher,andthenextmomenthissmilingfacehiditselfinthecrowd。

  Hewalkedonsmilingupthelongwharf,encumberedwithtrucksandhacksandpilesoffreight,and,takinghiswaythroughthedesertedbusinessstreetsbeyondthisbustle,madeapointofpassingthedoorofLapham’swarehouse,onthejambsofwhichhisnameandpaintwereletteredinblackonasquaregroundofwhite。Thedoorwasstillopen,andCoreyloiteredamomentbeforeit,temptedtogoupstairsandfetchawaysomeforeignletterswhichhehadleftonhisdesk,andwhichhethoughthemightfinishupathome。Hewasinlovewithhiswork,andhefelttheenthusiasmforitwhichnothingbuttheworkwecandowellinspiresinus。Hebelievedthathehadfoundhisplaceintheworld,afteragooddealoflooking,andhehadtherelief,therepose,offittingintoit。

  Everylittleincidentofthemomentous,uneventfuldaywasapleasureinhismind,fromhissittingdownathisdesk,towhichLapham’sboybroughthimtheforeignletters,tillhisrisingfromitanhourago。

  Laphamhadbeeninviewwithinhisownoffice,buthehadgivenCoreynoformalreception,andhad,infact,notspokentohimtilltowardtheendoftheforenoon,whenhesuddenlycameoutofhisdenwithsomemorelettersinhishand,andafterabrief\"Howd’yedo?\"

  hadspokenafewwordsaboutthem,andleftthemwithhim。

  Hewasinhisshirt—sleevesagain,andhissanguinepersonseemedtoradiatetheheatwithwhichhesuffered。

  Hedidnotgoouttolunch,buthaditbroughttohiminhisoffice,whereCoreysawhimeatingitbeforehelefthisowndesktogooutandperchonaswingingseatbeforethelongcounterofadown—townrestaurant。

  Heobservedthatalltheotherslunchedattwelve,andheresolvedtoanticipatehisusualhour。Whenhereturned,theprettygirlwhohadbeenclickingawayatatype—writerallthemorningwasneatlyputtingoutofsighttheevidencesofpiefromthetablewherehermachinestood,andwaspreparingtogoonwithhercopying。InhisofficeLaphamlayasleepinhisarm—chair,withanewspaperoverhisface。

  Now,whileCoreylingeredattheentrancetothestairway,thesetwocamedownthestairstogether,andheheardLaphamsaying,\"Well,then,youbettergetadivorce。\"

  Helookedredandexcited,andthegirl’sface,whichsheveiledatsightofCorey,showedtracesoftears。

  Sheslippedroundhimintothestreet。

  ButLaphamstopped,andsaid,withtheshowofnofeelingbutsurprise:\"Hello,Corey!Didyouwanttogoup?\"

  \"Yes;thereweresomelettersIhadn’tquitegotthroughwith。\"

  \"You’llfindDennisupthere。ButIguessyoubetterletthemgotillto—morrow。IalwaysmakeitaruletostopworkwhenI’mdone。\"

  \"Perhapsyou’reright,\"saidCorey,yielding。

  \"Comealongdownasfarastheboatwithme。There’salittlematterIwanttotalkoverwithyou。\"

  Itwasabusinessmatter,andrelatedtoCorey’sproposedconnectionwiththehouse。

  Thenextdaytheheadbook—keeper,wholunchedatthelongcounterofthesamerestaurantwithCorey,begantotalkwithhimaboutLapham。Walkerhadnotapparentlygothisplacebyseniority;thoughwithhisforehead,baldfaruptowardthecrown,andhisroundsmoothface,onemighthavetakenhimforaplumpelder,ifhehadnotlookedequallylikearobustinfant。Thethickdrabbishyellowmoustachewaswhatarresteddecisionineitherdirection,andthepromptvigourofallhismovementswasthatofayoungmanofthirty,whichwasreallyWalker’sage。

  Heknew,ofcourse,whoCoreywas,andhehadwaitedforamanwhomightlookdownonhimsociallytomaketheoverturestowardsomethingmorethanbusinessacquaintance;but,thesemade,hewasreadilyresponsive,anddrewfreelyonhisphilosophyofLaphamandhisaffairs。

  \"Ithinkabouttheonlydifferencebetweenpeopleinthisworldisthatsomeknowwhattheywant,andsomedon’t。Well,now,\"saidWalker,beatingthebottomofhissalt—boxtomakethesaltcomeout,\"theoldmanknowswhathewantseverytime。Andgenerallyhegetsit。

  Yes,sir,hegenerallygetsit。Heknowswhathe’sabout,butI’llbeblessediftherestofusdohalfthetime。

  Anyway,wedon’ttillhe’sreadytoletus。Youtakemypositioninmostbusinesshouses。It’sconfidential。

  Theheadbook—keeperknowsrightalongprettymucheverythingthehousehasgotinhand。I’llgiveyoumywordIdon’t。Hemayopenuptoyoualittlemoreinyourdepartment,but,asfarastherestofusgo,hedon’topenupanymorethananoysteronahotbrick。

  Theysayhehadapartneronce;Iguesshe’sdead。

  Iwouldn’tliketobetheoldman’spartner。Well,yousee,thispaintofhisislikehisheart’sblood。

  Betternottrytojokehimaboutit。I’veseenpeoplecomeinoccasionallyandtryit。Theydidn’tgetmuchfunoutofit。\"

  Whilehetalked,Walkerwaspluckingupmorselsfromhisplate,tearingoffpiecesofFrenchbreadfromthelongloaf,andfeedingthemintohismouthinanimpersonalway,asifhewerefiringupanengine。

  \"Isupposehethinks,\"suggestedCorey,\"thatifhedoesn’ttell,nobodyelsewill。\"

  Walkertookadraughtofbeerfromhisglass,andwipedthefoamfromhismoustache。

  \"Oh,buthecarriesittoofar!It’saweaknesswithhim。

  He’sjustsoabouteverything。Lookatthewayhekeepsitupaboutthattype—writergirlofhis。You’dthinkshewassomeprincesstravellingincognito。Thereisn’toneofusknowswhosheis,orwhereshecamefrom,orwhoshebelongsto。Hebroughtherandhermachineintotheofficeonemorning,andset’emdownatatable,andthat’sallthereisaboutit,asfaraswe’reconcerned。

  It’sprettyhardonthegirl,forIguessshe’dliketotalk;andtoanyonethatdidn’tknowtheoldman————\"

  Walkerbrokeoffanddrainedhisglassofwhatwasleftinit。

  CoreythoughtofthewordshehadoverheardfromLaphamtothegirl。Buthesaid,\"Sheseemstobekeptprettybusy。\"

  \"Ohyes,\"saidWalker;\"thereain’tmuchloafingroundtheplace,inanyofthedepartments,fromtheoldman’sdown。

  That’sjustwhatIsay。He’sgottoworkjusttwiceashard,ifhewantstokeepeverythinginhisownmind。Butheain’tafraidofwork。That’sonegoodthingabouthim。

  AndMissDeweyhastokeepstepwiththerestofus。

  Butshedon’tlooklikeonethatwouldtaketoitnaturally。

  Suchaprettygirlasthatgenerallythinksshedoesenoughwhenshelooksherprettiest。\"

  \"She’saprettygirl,\"saidCorey,non—committally。\"ButI

  supposeagreatmanyprettygirlshavetoearntheirliving。\"

  \"Don’tanyof’emliketodoit,\"returnedthebook—keeper。

  \"Theythinkit’sahardship,andIdon’tblame’em。Theyhavegotarighttogetmarried,andtheyoughttohavethechance。

  AndMissDewey’ssmart,too。She’sasbrightasabiscuit。

  Iguessshe’shadtrouble。Ishouldn’tbemuchmorethanhalfsurprisedifMissDeweywasn’tMissDewey,orhadn’talwaysbeen。Yes,sir,\"continuedthebook—keeper,whoprolongedthetalkastheywalkedbacktoLapham’swarehousetogether,\"Idon’tknowexactlywhatitis,——itisn’tanyonethinginparticular,——butIshouldsaythatgirlhadbeenmarried。Iwouldn’tspeaksofreelytoanyoftherest,Mr。Corey,——Iwantyoutounderstandthat,——anditisn’tanyofmybusiness,anyway;butthat’smyopinion。\"

  Coreymadenoreply,ashewalkedbesidethebook—keeper,whocontinued——

  \"It’scuriouswhatadifferencemarriagemakesinpeople。

  Now,IknowthatIdon’tlookanymorelikeabachelorofmyagethanIdolikethemaninthemoon,andyetI

  couldn’tsaywherethedifferencecamein,tosaveme。

  Andit’sjustsowithawoman。Theminuteyoucatchsightofherface,there’ssomethinginitthattellsyouwhethershe’smarriedornot。Whatdoyousupposeitis?\"

  \"I’msureIdon’tknow,\"saidCorey,willingtolaughawaythetopic。\"AndfromwhatIreadoccasionallyofsomepeoplewhogoaboutrepeatingtheirhappiness,Ishouldn’tsaythattheintangibleevidenceswerealwaysunmistakable。\"

  \"Oh,ofcourse,\"admittedWalker,easilysurrenderinghisposition。\"Allsignsfailindryweather。

  Hello!What’sthat?\"HecaughtCoreybythearm,andtheybothstopped。

  Atacorner,halfablockaheadofthem,thesummernoonsolitudeoftheplacewasbrokenbyabitofdrama。

  Amanandwomanissuedfromtheintersectingstreet,andatthemomentofcomingintosighttheman,wholookedlikeasailor,caughtthewomanbythearm,asiftodetainher。Abriefstruggleensued,thewomantryingtofreeherself,andthemanhalfcoaxing,halfscolding。

  Thespectatorscouldnowseethathewasdrunk;

  butbeforetheycoulddecidewhetheritwasacasefortheirinterferenceornot,thewomansuddenlysetbothhandsagainsttheman’sbreastandgavehimaquickpush。

  Helosthisfootingandtumbledintoaheapinthegutter。

  Thewomanfalteredaninstant,asiftoseewhetherhewasseriouslyhurt,andthenturnedandran。

  WhenCoreyandthebook—keeperre—enteredtheoffice,MissDeweyhadfinishedherlunch,andwasputtingasheetofpaperintohertype—writer。Shelookedupatthemwithhereyesofturquoiseblue,underherlowwhiteforehead,withthehairneatlyrippledoverit,andthenbegantobeatthekeysofhermachine。

  IX。

  LAPHAMhadthepridewhichcomesofself—making,andhewouldnotopenlylowerhiscresttotheyoungfellowhehadtakenintohisbusiness。Hewasgoingtobeobviouslymasterinhisownplacetoeveryone;andduringthehoursofbusinesshedidnothingtodistinguishCoreyfromthehalf—dozenotherclerksandbook—keepersintheouteroffice,buthewasnotsilentaboutthefactthatBromfieldCorey’ssonhadtakenafancytocometohim。\"Didyounoticethatfellowatthedeskfacingmytype—writergirl?Well,sir,that’sthesonofBromfieldCorey——oldPhillipsCorey’sgrandson。AndI’llsaythisforhim,thatthereisn’tamanintheofficethatlooksafterhisworkbetter。Thereisn’tanythinghe’stoogoodfor。

  He’srighthereatnineeverymorning,beforetheclockgetsintheword。Iguessit’shisgrandfathercomingoutinhim。He’sgotchargeoftheforeigncorrespondence。

  We’repushingthepainteverywhere。\"Heflatteredhimselfthathedidnotlugthematterin。Hehadbeenwarnedagainstthatbyhiswife,buthehadtherighttodoCoreyjustice,andhisbragtooktheformofillustration。

  \"Talkabouttrainingforbusiness——Itellyouit’sallinthemanhimself!IusedtobelieveinwhatoldHoraceGreeleysaidaboutcollegegraduatesbeingthepoorestkindofhornedcattle;butI’vechangedmymindalittle。

  YoutakethatfellowCorey。He’sbeenthroughHarvard,andhe’shadabouteveryadvantagethatafellowcouldhave。

  Beeneverywhere,andtalkshalfadozenlanguageslikeEnglish。Isupposehe’sgotmoneyenoughtolivewithoutliftingahand,anymorethanhisfatherdoes;

  sonofBromfieldCorey,youknow。Butthethingwasinhim。

  He’sanatural—bornbusinessman;andI’vehadmanyafellowwithmethathadcomeupoutofthestreet,andworkedhardallhislife,withouteverlosinghisoriginaloppositiontothething。ButCoreylikesit。

  Ibelievethefellowwouldliketostickatthatdeskofhisnightandday。Idon’tknowwherehegotit。

  Iguessitmustbehisgrandfather,oldPhillipsCorey;

  itoftenskipsageneration,youknow。ButwhatIsayis,athinghasgottobeborninaman;andifitain’tborninhim,alltheprivationsintheworldwon’tputitthere,andifitis,allthecollegetrainingwon’ttakeitout。\"

  SometimesLaphamadvancedtheseideasathisowntable,toaguestwhomhehadbroughttoNantasketforthenight。

  Thenhesufferedexposureandridiculeatthehandsofhiswife,whenopportunityoffered。ShewouldnotlethimbringCoreydowntoNantasketatall。

  \"No,indeed!\"shesaid。\"Iamnotgoingtohavethemthinkwe’rerunningafterhim。IfhewantstoseeIrene,hecanfindoutwaysofdoingitforhimself。\"

  \"WhowantshimtoseeIrene?\"retortedtheColonelangrily。

  \"Ido,\"saidMrs。Lapham。\"AndIwanthimtoseeherwithoutanyofyourconnivance,Silas。I’mnotgoingtohaveitsaidthatIputmygirlsatanybody。

  Whydon’tyouinvitesomeofyourotherclerks?\"

  \"Heain’tjustliketheotherclerks。He’sgoingtotakechargeofapartofthebusiness。It’squiteanotherthing。\"

  \"Oh,indeed!\"saidMrs。Laphamvexatiously。\"ThenyouAREgoingtotakeapartner。\"

  \"IshallaskhimdownifIchoose!\"returnedtheColonel,disdainingherinsinuation。

  Hiswifelaughedwiththefearlessnessofawomanwhoknowsherhusband。

  \"Butyouwon’tchoosewhenyou’vethoughtitover,Si。\"

  Thensheappliedanemollienttohischafedsurface。

  \"Don’tyousupposeIfeelasyoudoaboutit?Iknowjusthowproudyouare,andI’mnotgoingtohaveyoudoanythingthatwillmakeyoufeelmeechingafterward。

  Youjustletthingstaketheircourse。IfhewantsIrene,he’sgoingtofindoutsomewayofseeingher;andifhedon’t,alltheplottingandplanningintheworldisn’tgoingtomakehim。\"

  \"Who’splotting?\"againretortedtheColonel,shudderingattheutteranceofhopesandambitionswhichamanhideswithshame,butawomantalksoverasfreelyandcoollyasiftheywereitemsofamilliner’sbill。

  \"Oh,notyou!\"exultedhiswife。\"Iunderstandwhatyouwant。Youwanttogetthisfellow,whoisneitherpartnernorclerk,downheretotalkbusinesswithhim。

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