"Oh, this is nothing—only a sample of what I can do. Come, now, acknowledge your error, and say that I may have my own way in future."
Hamilton replied by clasping his wife in his arms.
"There, say nothing more about it," she continued. "Don't think of your misfortunes, but remember that we can be happy even if we both have to work hard. Poverty cannot crush us; and I hope I have already convinced you that work will not make me lose attraction in your sight."
The young husband's heart overflowed with gratitude and joy.
"How have I misunderstood you, dear Lizzie!" he exclaimed. "You are worth more to me than southern riches; and now that I know poverty cannot crush you my mind is at ease. Lizzie, I am so happy!"
"And I may have my way?"
"Yes, always."
"Remember this!" cried Mrs. Burgess, archly.
With a lighter heart than he had felt for many months before,
Hamilton went about the settlement of his business affairs, while
Lizzie devoted herself to perfecting a new system of housekeeping.
When Mr. Burgess came home at night, he was surprised at the wonderful change which had taken place during his absence.