Get a good tent and an outfit, be off to the woods, and forget all about business and domestic matters for a few weeks." This sounded splendid, and I propounded the plan to Euphemia that evening.

She thought very well of it, and was sure we could do it.
Pomona would not be afraid to remain in the house, under the protection of Lord Edward, and she could easily attend to the cow and the chickens.
It would be a holiday for her too.

Old John, the man who occasionally worked for us, would come up sometimes and see after things.

With her customary dexterity Euphemia swept away every obstacle to the plan, and all was settled before we went to bed.
As my wife had presumed, Pomona made no objections to remaining in charge of the house.

The scheme pleased her greatly.