I wish she would have done with her officious helpfulness.

Why can't she mind her own business, and let me alone ?" Mr.Belcher's temper rose to the occasion; for, although he saw in Mrs.
Belcher's petulance and indignation that his victory was half won, he could not quite submit to the abuse of his brilliant pet.
"I have some rights in this house myself, my dear, and I fancy that my wishes are deserving of respect, at least." "Very well.

If it's your business, why did you come to me with it?
Why didn't you settle it before you left the precious lady, who is so much worthier your consideration than your wife?
Now go, and tell her that it is your will that she shall receive with me, and that I tamely submit." "I shall tell her nothing of the kind." "You can say no less, if you tell her the truth." "My dear, you are angry.

Let's not talk about it any more to-night.

You will feel differently about it in the morning." Of course, Mrs.Belcher went to bed in tears, cried over it until she went to sleep, and woke in the morning submissive, and quietly determined to yield to her husband's wishes.