I shall have to turn out of my own house, or take the Golden Head into it by way of protection.

No, not that! I'll play the man.

But," he thought, continuing his cogitations, "Emily is too young and attractive to live alone, and what so natural as that she should ask her old aunt to come to her ?" John was still deeply cogitating on this knotty point when the children came back, and conducted him and Valentine to the place where Brandon was at work, and Dorothea sitting near him on a tree-stump knitting.
None of the party ever forgot that afternoon, but each remembered it as an appeal to his own particular circumstances.

Brandon was deep in the contentment of a great wish fulfilled.

The newly-perfected life was fresh and sweet, and something of reserve in the character and manners of his wife seemed to restrain him from using up the charm of it too fast.