"Yes. I should have written to-day. I fancy how he watches the mail. But
I am in a great state of indecision. My heart is not in his plan."
"Is your heart in buying and selling laces?"
"I don't see why you need put it that way," he returned, with some irritation. "Don't you like my business?"
"Do you?"
"I like what it gives me to do."
"I should not choose it if I were a man."
"What would you choose?"
"I have not considered sufficiently to choose, I suppose. I should want to be one of the mediums through which good passed to my neighbor."
"What would you choose for me to do?"
"The thing God bids you do."