"Good news, dear," he repeated. "I was sure the way would open for us, and it has opened."
"How, Edward?" asked Edith, with a quickly flushing face. "How has it opened?"
"I've secured employment for my evenings, at six dollars a week. So all will go on with us the same as usual. The only drawback lies in the fact that you will have to remain at home alone. But, for the sake of the end, you will bear that cheerfully."
The light which had come into Edith's countenance faded.
"What kind of employment?" she inquired, with a slight huskiness of voice.
"I've engaged to act as clerk in an auction store, where they have regular night-sales."
Edith shook her head.
"I thought you would be so delighted," said her husband, evidently much disappointed.
"You often come home, now, overwearied with the day's labour," replied
Edith.
"An hour at tea-time will refresh me for the evening's work. Don't think of that a moment, Edith."