“Well, you’ve been burrowing in the ground. I’ve been advancing. It makes all the difference. What effect has my news had upon you?” he continued.
“Oh! for a change it has made me angry.”
“Has the worm turned?”
“I believe it has been so long in a state of constant wriggle that one turn more or less makes little difference.”
“Suppose you leave your unprofitable trade, and come away?”
She took two steps forward with a thankful heart, and then a great stubbornness rose within her. She shook her head.
“I won’t go yet,” she said. “It would be giving up too early. I have pleased God, and by God’s grace I’ll please man, and if man is not to be pleased by God’s grace, what is it that can please him?”
“That is a question for my father. I should not like to say. What do you intend to do here now?”
“Dig again. Begin to-day. There is no frost, and the ground is soft and loose.”
“Is that the message I’m to return?”