"Nothing could spoil you! All the joy in the world, all the prosperity in the world, could not change your nature, my dear! Mr.Reay knows that as well as I do,--and I'm sure he thanks God for it! You are all love and gentleness, as a woman should be,--as all women would be if they were wise!" He paused a moment, and then, raising himself a little more uprightly in his chair, looked at them both earnestly.
"And now that you have made up your minds to share your lives together," he went on, "you must not think that I will be so selfish as to stay on here and be a burden to you both.

I should like to see you married, but after that I will go away----" "You will do nothing of the sort!" said Mary, dropping on her knees beside him and lifting her serene eyes to his face.

"You don't want to make us unhappy, do you?
This is your home, as long as it is ours, remember! We would not have you leave us on any account, would we, Angus ?" "Indeed no!" answered Reay, heartily.

"David, what are you talking about?
Aren't _you_ the cause of my knowing Mary?
Didn't _you_ bring me to this dear little cottage first of all?
Don't I owe all my happiness to _you_?
And you talk about going away! It's pretty evident you don't know what's good for you! Look here! If I'm good for anything at all, I'm good for hard work--and for that matter I may as well go in for the basket-making trade as well as the book-making profession.

We've got Mary to work for, David!--and we'll both work for her--together!" Helmsley turned upon him a face in which the expression was difficult to define.
"You really mean that ?" he said.
"Really mean it! Of course I do! Why shouldn't I mean it ?" There was a moment's silence, and Helmsley, looking down on Mary as she knelt beside him, laid his hand caressingly on her hair.
"I think," he said gently, "that you are both too kind-hearted and impulsive, and that you are undertaking a task which should not be imposed upon you.