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It seems as if I couldn't say 'you' to thee any more," and a delicate color stole into her face. "We all feel as if thee were one of us now," explained Mrs. Yocomb gently, "and I trust that life will henceforth seem to Adah a more sacred thing, and worthy of more sacred uses." And she passed into the house to prepare for supper. Mr. Yocomb followed her, and Reuben went down to the barn.
"That's the right way to look at it, Mr. Yocomb," I said carelessly. "The greatest good to the greatest number. Individuals are of no account." "Your philosophy may be true, but I don't like it," Miss Warren protested. "A woman doesn't generalize." "Thy philosophy is only half true, Richard Morton. God cares for each one of His children, and every one in my house counts for much to me."
"Thee'll do us a great wrong if thee ever thinks that, Richard Morton," said Mrs. Yocomb earnestly. "Adah, thee see that his room is ready. I'm going to take thee in hand myself;" and she bustled off to the kitchen. "You couldn't be in better hands, Mr. Morton," said the physician; "and Mrs. Yocomb can do more for you than I can.
"Yes, I remember that. Thank Heaven I drifted into this quiet harbor before the storm came. I should have died in New York." "Well, thee knows where to come now when thee's going to have another bad turn. I hope, however, that thee'll be too good a man to overwork so again. Now thee's talked enough." "Can I not see Mr. Yocomb, and and Miss Warren this evening?" "No, not till to-morrow.
Before she could play beyond a bar or two, little Zillah bounded in, exclaiming: "Emily Warren, mother asks if thee and Richard Morton will come out to tea?" "I may be in error, but is not a piano one of the worldly vanities?" I asked, as she turned to comply. "I did not expect to see one here." "Mrs. Yocomb kindly took this in with me.
"I have yet to learn that a crowd makes company." "Wouldn't you like to ask Mr. Yocomb to go with us?" "No," I replied, very brusquely. "I fear your lamblike mood is passing away." "Not at all. Moreover, I'm a victim of remorse I hurt your hand this morning." "Yes, you did." "I've hurt you a great many times." "I'm alive, thank you, and have had a good dinner." "Yes, you are very much alive.
"I'm inclined to think," I replied, "that the great events of life would rarely make even an item in a newspaper." Mrs. Yocomb looked as if she understood me, but Miss Warren remarked, with a mischievous glance: "Personals are generally read." "You admit they gossip." "That one did little else seems your impression."
Then turning to Miss Warren, I continued: "You have been here a week. Will your conscience permit you to teach me a little topography? It would be no worse than reading that newspaper." "Indeed, I think it might be better. It will be a useful task, at least; for, left to yourself, you might get lost, and make Mr. Yocomb no end of trouble. "Yes, and he was from New York, too," said Mr. Yocomb.
Yocomb, Reuben, and the children soon joined us, and the lovers were left alone on the shadowy porch. From the gracious manner of Mr. Hearn the following morning, I think he rather thanked me for drawing off the embarrassing third parties.
Yocomb, you're loyalty itself. If women ever get their rights, our paper will nominate Mrs. Yocomb for President" "I've all the rights I want now, Richard, and I've the right to scold thee for not taking better care of thyself." "I'll submit to anything from you. You are wiser than the advanced female agitators, for you know you've all the power now, and that we men are always at your mercy."
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