e English people who came here in the past and were lazy, worthless
and supercilious. They called us Colonials and turned up their noses at
us. What do you expect us to do?--say, 'Thank you very much, sir.' 'We
know we're not worthy to black your boots.' 'Don't bother to work, it'll
be a pleasure for us to give you money'? It's no good blinking the
fact. There was a great prejudice against the English. But it's giving
way now, and every sensible man and woman who comes out can do something
to destroy it."

"All I can say," said Nora, going over to the stove to change her iron,
"is if you're tired of having me here, I can go back to Winnipeg. I
shan't have any difficulty in finding something to do."

"Good Lord, I don't want you to go. I like having you here. It's--it's
company for Gertie. And jobs aren't so easy to find as you think,
especially now the winter's coming on; everyone wants a job in the
city."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to make the best of things and meet her half-way. You must
make allowances for her even if you think her unreasonable. It's Gertie
you've got to spend most of your time with."

He was so manifestly distressed and, as he hadn't been so hard on her as
she had expected and in her own heart felt that she deserved, Nora
softened at once.

"I'll have a try."

"That's a good girl. And I think you ought to apologize to her for what
you said just now."

"I?" said Nora, aflame at once. "I've got nothing to apologize for. She
drove me to distraction."

There was a moment's pause while Eddie softly damned the pipe he had
forgotten to fill, for not keeping lighted.

"She says she won't speak to you again unless you beg her pardon."

"Really! Does she look upon that as a great hardship?"

"My dear! We're twelve miles from the nearest store. We're thrown upon
each other for the entire winter. Last year there was a bad blizzard,
and we didn't see a soul outside the farm for six weeks. Unless we learn
to put up with one another's whims, life becomes a perfect hell."

Nora stopped her work and set down her iron.

"You can go on talking all night, Eddie, I'll never apologize. Time
after time when she sneered at me till my blood boiled, I've kept my
temper. She deserved ten times more than I said. Do you think I'm going
to knuckle under to a woman like that?"

"Remember she's my wife, Nora."

"Why didn't you marry a lady?"

"What the dickens do you think is the use of being