e tin. They don't think as his teeth 'll ever come.'
'Oh, I daresay they will,' said Richard encouragingly.
He had put his arm about her. Emma knelt down by him, and rested her
head against his shoulder.
'I'm tired,' she whispered. 'I've had to go twice to the Minories
to-day. I'm so afraid I shan't be able to hold my eyes open with Jane,
and Kate's tireder still.'
She did not speak as if seeking for sympathy it was only the natural
utterance of her thoughts in a moment of restful confidence. Uttermost
weariness was a condition too familiar to the girl to be spoken of in
any but a patient, matter-of-fact tone. But it was priceless soothing
to let her forehead repose against the heart whose love was the one and
sufficient blessing of her life. Her brown hair was very soft and fine;
a lover of another kind would have pressed his lips upon it. Richard was
thinking of matters more practical. At another time his indignation--in
such a case right good and manful--would have boiled over at the thought
of these poor women crushed in slavery to feed the world's dastard
selfishness; this evening his mood was more complaisant, and he smiled
as one at ease.
'Hadn't you better give up your work?' he said.
Emma raised her head. In the few moments of repose her eyelids had
drooped with growing heaviness; she looked at him as if she had just
been awakened to some great surprise.
'Give up work? How can I?'
'I think I would. You'd have more time to give to Jane, and you could
sleep in the day. And Jane had better not begin again after this. Don't
you think it would be better if you left these lodgings and took a
house, where there'd be plenty of room and fresh air?'
'Richard, what are you talking about?'
He laughed, quietly, on account of the sleeping children.
'How would you like,' he continued, 'to go and live in the country? Kate
and Jane could have a house of their own, you know--in London, I mean,
a house like ours; they could let a room or two if they chose. Then
you and I could go where we liked. I was down in the Midland Counties
yesterday; had to go on business; and I saw a house that would just suit
us. It's a bit large; I daresay there's sixteen or twenty rooms. And
there's trees growing all about it; a big garden--'
Emma dropped her head again and laughed, happy that Richard should jest
with her so good-humouredly; for he did not often talk in the lighter
way. She had read of such houses in the weekl
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