'Who shall command my heart—not me.'"
said Mr. Linden.
"If she can command my heart—what of me is left to rebel?" said the doctor.
"Sophy," said Mrs. Somers, "how long has Julius been all heart?"
"Ever since my aunt Ellen has been all eyes and ears. Mr. Somers, which portion of your mental nature owns the supremacy of your wife? may I inquire, in the course of this investigation?"
"Ha!" said Mr. Somers blandly, thus called upon—"I own her supremacy, sir—ha—in all proper things!"
"Ha! Very proper!" said the doctor.
"That is all any good woman wants," said the old Judge benignly. "I take it, that is all she wants."
"Then you must say which are the proper things, father!" said Miss
Sophy laughing.
"You'll have to ask every man separately, Sophy," said Mrs. Somers,—"they all have their own ideas about proper things. Mr. Somers thinks milk porridge is the limit."