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Our Housekeeping

           Byandbyshemadeteaforus;whichitwassoprettytoseeherdo,asifshewasbusyingherselfwithasetofdoll’stea-things,thatIwasnotparticularaboutthequalityofthebeverage.ThenTraddlesandIplayedagameortwoatcribbage;andDorasingingtotheguitarthewhile,itseemedtomeasifourcourtshipandmarriagewereatenderdreamofmine,andthenightwhenIfirstlistenedtohervoicewerenotyetover.

           WhenTraddleswentaway,andIcamebackintotheparlourfromseeinghimout,mywifeplantedherchairclosetomine,andsatdownbymyside.‘Iamverysorry,’shesaid.‘Willyoutrytoteachme,Doady?’

           ‘Imustteachmyselffirst,Dora,’saidI.‘Iamasbadasyou,love.’

           ‘Ah!Butyoucanlearn,’shereturned;‘andyouareaclever,cleverman!’

           ‘Nonsense,mouse!’saidI.

           ‘Iwish,’resumedmywife,afteralongsilence,‘thatIcouldhavegonedownintothecountryforawholeyear,andlivedwithAgnes!’

           Herhandswereclaspeduponmyshoulder,andherchinrestedonthem,andherblueeyeslookedquietlyintomine.

           ‘Whyso?’Iasked.

           ‘Ithinkshemighthaveimprovedme,andIthinkImighthavelearnedfromher,’saidDora.

           ‘Allingoodtime,mylove.Agneshashadherfathertotakecareofforthesemanyyears,youshouldremember.Evenwhenshewasquiteachild,shewastheAgneswhomweknow,’saidI.

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