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have been tuckered out with him all day. I didn't think about it then; a man doesn't notice such things when he's angry,--it isn't in him. I can't say but _she_ would if I'd been in her place. I just eat up the fritters and the maple molasses,--seems to me I told her she ought not to use the best chiny cup, but I'm not just sure,--and then I took my pipe, and sat down in the corner. I watched her putting the children to bed; they made her a great deal of bother, squirming off of her lap and running round barefoot. Sometimes I used to hold them and talk to them and help her a bit, when I felt good-natured, but I just sat and smoked, and let them alone. I was all worked up about that lamp-wick, and I thought, you see, if she hadn't had any feelings for me there was no need of my having any for her--if she had cut the wick, I'd have taken the babies; she hadn't cut the wick, and I wouldn't take the babies; she might see it if she wanted to, and think what she pleased. I had been badly treated, and I meant to show it. It is strange, Johnny, it really does seem to me very strange, how easy it is in this world to be always taking care of our _rights._ I've thought a great deal about it since I've been growing old, and there seems to me a good many things we'd better look after fust. But you see I hadn't found that out in '41, and so I sat in the corner, and felt very much abused. I can't say but what Nancy had pretty much the same idea; for when the young ones were all in bed at last, she took her knitting and sat down the other side of the fire, sort of turning her head round and looking up at the ceiling, as if she were trying her best to forget I was there. That was a way she had when I was courting, and we went along to huskings together, with the moon shining round. Well, I kept on smoking, and she kept on looking at the ceiling, and nobody said a word for a while, till by and by the fire burnt down, and she got up and put on a fresh log. "You're dreadful wasteful with the wood, Nancy," says I, bound to say something cross? and that was all I could think of. "Take care of your own fire, then," says she, throwing the log down and standing up as straight as she could stand. "I think it's a pity if you haven't anything better to do, the last night before going in, than to pick everything I do to pieces this way, and I tired enough to drop, carrying that great crying child in my arms all day. You ought to be ash
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