She regarded them thoughtfully. "You don't want to go to work too soon— Can't somebody do it for you?"
"Nobody but me can attend to these." He laid his hand on them almost affectionately, and patted them.
"You're kind of tied down to them, aren't you?" she said impersonally.
"They are my interest in life!" he replied quickly. "I shouldn't have anything to live for—if it weren't for these!" A note of regret crept into the last words and shadowed them a little.
"No—I don't suppose you would." Aunt Jane's face was lost in something.
He regarded the look curiously. "Well—what is it?" he said. "Tell me!"
"I was just thinking you wouldn't need 'em so much when you got your wife," she said quietly.
"My—wife!" His hand loosened its grasp on the papers, and he looked out of the window.
"No." He turned to her and smiled. "I shall not need law papers, nor any other kind—when I have her."