“You know both of us better than that, child.”
“I know I've seen people at home who couldn't possibly have had any other reason. They seemed satisfied, too.”
“Maybe the poor ignorant things were!”
“And so I have never been sure how I might choose.”
“Yes, you are sure, deary. Don't you think I know you? And when it comes over Taylor once in a while, and he tells me I'm the best thing in his life, and I tell him he ain't merely the best thing but the only thing in mine,—him and the children,—why, we just agree we'd do it all over the same way if we had the chance.”
Molly continued to be industrious.
“And that's why,” said Mrs. Taylor, “I want every girl that's anything to me to know her luck when it comes. For I was that near telling Taylor I wouldn't!”
“If ever my luck comes,” said Molly, with her back to her friend, “I shall say 'I will' at once.”
“Then you'll say it at Bennington next week.”
Molly wheeled round.