"I don't agree with you," replied the other.
"You never do," said the good spirit.
"Nor ever will!"
"I don't lose much by that"——
"Ladies, darlin'," interposed Dan, "I'd rayther you wouldn't disthress yerselves on my account."
"Don't be alarmed, my good friend," said the fair spirit. "We never can agree; but, how do you resolve? Is it still your wish to stand in the Squire's shoes?"
"Top-boots?" suggested Dan.
"Of course it is," replied the evil spirit for him. "Who would not have such wish, to pass his days in luxury and ease, not labor—pinched, in care and penury?"
"Thrue for you," observed Dan, approvingly.
"But who would give up even a small share of joy, contentment, and domestic love, to seek, perchance, for more, perchance, for less?" replied the other.