As for Edith, her burdens were heavy enough; and her husband, though he did not check her generous enthusiasm, by no means acquiesced in the plan of evening toil for his wife out of the range of her many domestic duties.
A few days went by, with no incident of importance.

Claire, during the time, appeared, to his wife more thoughtful that usual.

One evening he came home with a brighter countenance.
"Good news, Edie," said he in a cheerful voice, as soon as the children's glad and noisy welcome of their father was over; and he drew his wife aside as he spoke.
"Good news, dear," he repeated.

"I was sure the way would open for us, and it has opened." "How, Edward ?" asked Edith, with a quickly flushing face.

"How has it opened ?" "I've secured employment for my evenings, at six dollars a week.