"Just the same, Red, you don't want to come!"
"No, I don't," he owned, bluntly. "But why don't I? Is something wrong with me?"
"Not at all. You have made a large place for yourself at home; you do all any man could do anywhere. And you are happy there. You wouldn't be happy here, because you would have to alter your simple way of living. And if you were not happy, neither should I be. Why should we change conditions in which we are both entirely content, and in which you are accomplishing just as much benefit to humanity as you could anywhere?"
"Ah, but that's the question. Couldn't I accomplish more here?"
"Is human life more valuable here than there?"
"Not a whit."
"Could you save more of it?"
"I doubt it."
"We should have to leave Sunny Farm." She looked up at him with a smile.
"We should." He shook his head. "You would be sorry to do that?"