"They can't understand," said Eva, "that a woman may be tired of leading a lazy life, and want to use her faculties. Well, I'm sure I can understand it. I'd give all the world to feel that I was of as much real use to anybody as Ida is to papa; and I think papa likes it too. Poor, dear old papa, with his lovely old white head, who just toils and slaves for us. I wish I could help him too."
"Well, dear, I can tell you how you can help him."
"How?"
"Marry Wat Sydney."
"Nonsense, Aunt, what has that to do with papa?"
"It would have more to do than you think," said Aunt Maria, shaking her head, mysteriously.