"ItmustbeawfultohavetoDO，"shesaid，smilingintoherownface。"Idon’tseehowtheyevercan。"
　　"Someof’emcan’t——especiallywhenthere’ssuchatearingbeautyaround。"
　　"Oh，pshaw，Pen！youknowthatisn’tso。You’vegotarealprettymouth，Pen，"sheaddedthoughtfully，surveyingthefeatureintheglass，andthenpoutingherownlipsforthesakeofthateffectonthem。
　　"It’sausefulmouth，"Penelopeadmitted；"Idon’tbelieveIcouldgetalongwithoutitnow，I’vehaditsolong。"
　　"It’sgotsuchafunnyexpression——justthemateofthelookinyoureyes；asifyouwerejustgoingtosaysomethingridiculous。Hesaid，theveryfirsttimehesawyou，thatheknewyouwerehumorous。"
　　"Isitpossible？"mustbeso，iftheGrandMogulsaidit。
　　Whydidn’tyoutellmesobefore，andnotletmekeepongoingroundjustlikeacommonperson？"
　　Irenelaughedasifshelikedtohavehersistertakehispraisesinthatwayratherthananother。
　　"I’vegotsuchastiff，primkindofmouth，"shesaid，drawingitdown，andthenlookinganxiouslyatit。
　　"Ihopeyoudidn’tputonthatexpressionwhenheofferedyoutheshaving。Ifyoudid，Idon’tbelievehe’llevergiveyouanothersplinter。"
　　Theseveremouthbrokeintoalovelylaugh，andthenpresseditselfinakissagainstPenelope’scheek。
　　"There！Bedone，yousillything！I’mnotgoingtohaveyouacceptingMEbeforeI’veofferedmyself，ANYWAY。"
　　Shefreedherselffromhersister’sembrace，andranfromherroundtheroom。
　　Irenepursuedher，intheneedofhidingherfaceagainsthershoulderagain。"OPen！OPen！"shecried。
　　Thenextday，atthefirstmomentoffindingherselfalonewithhereldestdaughter，Mrs。Laphamasked，asifknowingthatPenelopemusthavealreadymadeitsubjectofinquiry：
　　"WhatwasIrenedoingwiththatshavinginherbeltyesterday？"
　　"Oh，justsomenonsenseofherswithMr。Corey。
　　Hegaveittoheratthenewhouse。"Penelopedidnotchoosetolookupandmeethermother’sgraveglance。
　　"Whatdoyouthinkhemeantbyit？"
　　PeneloperepeatedIrene’saccountoftheaffair，andhermotherlistenedwithoutseemingtoderivemuchencouragementfromit。
　　"Hedoesn’tseemlikeonetoflirtwithher，"shesaidatlast。Then，afterathoughtfulpause："Ireneisasgoodagirlaseverbreathed，andshe’saperfectbeauty。
　　ButIshouldhatethedaywhenadaughterofminewasmarriedforherbeauty。"
　　"You’resafeasfarasI’mconcerned，mother。"
　　Mrs。Laphamsmiledruefully。"Sheisn’treallyequaltohim，Pen。Imisdoubtedthatfromthefirst，andit’sbeenborneinuponmemoreandmoreeversince。
　　Shehasn’tmindenough。""Ididn’tknowthatamanfellinlovewithagirl’sintellect，"saidPenelopequietly。
　　"Ohno。Hehasn’tfalleninlovewithIreneatall。
　　Ifhehad，itwouldn’tmatterabouttheintellect。"
　　Penelopelettheself—contradictionpass。
　　"Perhapshehas，afterall。"
　　"No，"saidMrs。Lapham。"Shepleaseshimwhenheseesher。
　　Buthedoesn’ttrytoseeher。"
　　"Hehasnochance。Youwon’tletfatherbringhimhere。"
　　"Hewouldfindexcusestocomewithoutbeingbrought，ifhewishedtocome，"saidthemother。"Butsheisn’tinhismindenoughtomakehim。Hegoesawayanddoesn’tthinkanythingmoreabouther。She’sachild。
　　She’sagoodchild，andIshallalwayssayit；butshe’snothingbutachild。No，she’sgottoforgethim。"
　　"Perhapsthatwon’tbesoeasy。"
　　"No，Ipresumenot。Andnowyourfatherhasgotthenotioninhishead，andhewillmoveheavenandearthtobringittopass。Icanseethathe’salwaysthinkingaboutit。"
　　"TheColonelhasawillofhisown，"observedthegirl，rockingtoandfrowhereshesatlookingathermother。
　　"Iwishwehadnevermetthem！"criedMrs。Lapham。
　　"Iwishwehadneverthoughtofbuilding！Iwishhehadkeptawayfromyourfather’sbusiness！"
　　"Well，it’stoolatenow，mother，"saidthegirl。
　　"Perhapsitisn’tsobadasyouthink。"
　　"Well，wemuststandit，anyway，"saidMrs。Lapham，withthegrimantiqueYankeesubmission。
　　"Ohyes，we’vegottostandit，"saidPenelope，withthequaintmodernAmericanfatalism。
　　X。
　　ITwaslateJune，almostJuly，whenCoreytookuphislifeinBostonagain，wherethesummerslipsawaysoeasily。
　　Ifyougooutoftownearly，itseemsaverylongsummerwhenyoucomebackinOctober；butifyoustay，itpassesswiftly，and，seenforeshortenedinitsflight，seemsscarcelyamonth’slength。Ithasitsdaysofheat，whenitisveryhot，butforthemostpartitiscool，withbathsoftheeastwindthatseemtosaturatethesoulwithdeliciousfreshness。Thentherearestretchesofgreywesterlyweather，whentheairisfullofthesentimentofearlyautumn，andthefrying，ofthegrasshopperintheblossomedweedofthevacantlotsontheBackBayisintershotwiththecarolofcrickets；andtheyellowingleafonthelongslopeofMt。VernonStreetsmitesthesaunteringobserverwithtendermelancholy。
　　Thecaterpillar，gorgedwiththespoilofthelindensonChestnut，andweavinghisownshroudabouthiminhislodgmentonthebrick—work，recordsthepassingofsummerbymid—July；andifafterthatcomesAugust，itsbreathisthickandshort，andSeptemberisuponthesojournerbeforehehasfairlyhadtimetophilosophisethecharacterofthetownoutofseason。
　　Butitmusthaveappearedthatitsmostcharacteristicfeaturewastheabsenceofeverybodyheknew。ThiswasoneofthethingsthatcommendedBostontoBromfieldCoreyduringthesummer；andifhissonhadanyqualmsaboutthelifehehadentereduponwithsuchvigour，itmusthavebeenarelieftohimthattherewasscarcelyasoullefttowonderorpity。Bythetimepeoplegotbacktotownthefactofhisconnectionwiththemineralpaintmanwouldbeanoldstory，heardafaroffwithdifferentdegreesofsurprise，andconsideredwithdifferentdegreesofindifference。Amanhasnotreachedtheageoftwenty—sixinanycommunitywherehewasbornandrearedwithouthavinghadhiscapacityprettywellascertained；
　　andinBostontheanalysisisconductedwithanunsparingthoroughnesswhichmayfitlyimpresstheun—Bostonianmind，darkenedbythepopularsuperstitionthattheBostoniansblindlyadmireoneanother。Aman’squalitiesaresiftedascloselyinBostonastheydoubtlesswereinFlorenceorAthens；and，iffinalmercywasshowninthosecitiesbecauseamanwas，withallhislimitations，anAthenianorFlorentine，someabatementmightasjustlybemadeinBostonforlikereason。Corey’spowershadbeengaugedincollege，andhehadnotgivenhisworldreasontothinkverydifferentlyofhimsincehecameoutofcollege。
　　Hewasratedasanenergeticfellow，alittleindefiniteinaim，withthesmallestamountofinspirationthatcansaveamanfrombeingcommonplace。Ifhewasnotcommonplace，itwasthroughnothingremarkableinhismind，whichwassimplyclearandpractical，butthroughsomecombinationofqualitiesoftheheartthatmadementrusthim，andwomencallhimsweet——awordoftheirswhichconveysotherwiseindefinableexcellences。SomeofthemorenervousandexcitablesaidthatTomCoreywasassweetashecouldlive；
　　butthisperhapsmeantnomorethanthewordalone。
　　NomaneverhadasonlesslikehimthanBromfieldCorey。
　　IfTomCoreyhadeversaidawittything，noonecouldrememberit；andyetthefatherhadneversaidawittythingtoamoresympatheticlistenerthanhisownson。
　　Theclearmindwhichproducednothingbutpracticalresultsreflectedeverythingwithcharminglucidity；
　　anditmusthavebeenthiswhichendearedTomCoreytoeveryonewhospoketenwordswithhim。Inacitywherepeoplehavegoodreasonforlikingtoshine，amanwhodidnotcaretoshinemustbelittleshortofuniversallyacceptablewithoutanyothereffortforpopularity；
　　andthosewhoadmiredandenjoyedBromfieldCoreylovedhisson。Yet，whenitcametoaccountingforTomCorey，asitoftendidinacommunitywhereeveryone’sgenerationisknowntotheremotestdegreesofcousinship，theycouldnottracehissweetnesstohismother，forneitherAnnaBellinghamnoranyofherfamily，thoughtheyweresomanyblocksofWenhamiceforpurityandrectangularity，hadeverhadanysuchsavour；and，infact，itwastohisfather，whosehabitoftalkwrongeditinhimself，thattheyhadtoturnforthisqualityoftheson’s。Theytracedtothemotherthetraitsofpracticalityandcommon—senseinwhichhebordereduponthecommonplace，andwhich，whentheyhaddweltuponthem，madehimseemhardlyworththecloseinquirytheyhadgivenhim。
　　Whilethesummerworeawayhecameandwentmethodicallyabouthisbusiness，asifithadbeenthebusinessofhislife，sharinghisfather’sbachelorlibertyandsolitude，andexpectingwithequalpatiencethereturnofhismotherandsistersintheautumn。OnceortwicehefoundtimetorundowntoMt。Desertandseethem；
　　andthenheheardhowthePhiladelphiaandNewYorkpeopleweregettingineverywhere，andwasgivenreasontoregretthehouseatNahantwhichhehadurgedtobesold。
　　Hecamebackandappliedhimselftohisdeskwithadevotionthatwasexemplaryratherthannecessary；
　　forLaphammadenodifficultyaboutthebriefabsenceswhichheasked，andsetnotermtotheapprenticeshipthatCoreywasservingintheofficebeforesettingoffuponthatmissiontoSouthAmericaintheearlywinter，forwhichnodatehadyetbeenfixed。
　　Thesummerwasadullseasonforthepaintaswellasforeverythingelse。Tillthingsshouldbriskup，asLaphamsaid，inthefall，hewaslettingthenewhousetakeagreatdealofhistime。AEstheticideashadneverbeenintelligiblypresentedtohimbefore，andhefoundadelightinapprehendingthemthatwasverygratefultohisimaginativearchitect。Atthebeginning，thearchitecthadforebodedaseriesofmortifyingdefeatsanddisastrousvictoriesinhisencounterswithhisclient；buthehadneverhadaclientwhocouldbemorereasonablyledonfromoneoutlaytoanother。
　　ItappearedthatLaphamrequiredbuttounderstandorfeelthebeautifuleffectintended，andhewasreadytopayforit。Hisbull—headedpridewasconcernedinathingwhichthearchitectmadehimsee，andthenhebelievedthathehadseenithimself，perhapsconceivedit。
　　Insomemeasurethearchitectseemedtosharehisdelusion，andfreelysaidthatLaphamwasverysuggestive。
　　Togethertheyblockedoutwindowshere，andbrickedthemupthere；theychangeddoorsandpassages；pulleddowncornicesandreplacedthemwithothersofdifferentdesign；
　　experimentedwithcostlydevicesofdecoration，andwenttoextravagantlengthsinnoveltiesoffinish。
　　Mrs。Lapham，beginningwithawoman’sadventurousnessintheunknownregion，tookfrightattherecklessoutlayatlast，andrefusedtoletherhusbandpassacertainlimit。
　　Hetriedtomakeherbelievethatafar—seeingeconomydictatedtheexpense；andthatifheputthemoneyintothehouse，hecouldgetitoutanytimebysellingit。
　　Shewouldnotbepersuaded。
　　"Idon’twantyoushouldsellit。Andyou’veputmoremoneyintoitnowthanyou’llevergetoutagain，unlessyoucanfindasbigagoosetobuyit，andthatisn’tlikely。
　　No，sir！Youjuststopatahundredthousand，anddon’tyoulethimgetyouacentbeyond。Why，you’reperfectlybewitchedwiththatfellow！You’velostyourhead，SilasLapham，andifyoudon’tlookoutyou’llloseyourmoneytoo。"
　　TheColonellaughed；helikedhertotalkthatway，andpromisedhewouldholdupawhile。
　　"Butthere’snocalltofeelanxious，Pert。It’sonlyaquestionwhattodowiththemoney。Icanreinvestit；
　　butIneverhadsomuchofittospendbefore。"
　　"Spendit，then，"saidhiswife；"don’tthrowitaway！
　　Andhowcameyoutohavesomuchmoremoneythanyouknowwhattodowith，SilasLapham？"sheadded。
　　"Oh，I’vemadeaverygoodthinginstockslately。"
　　"Instocks？Whendidyoutakeupgamblingforaliving？"
　　"Gambling？Stuff！Whatgambling？Whosaiditwasgambling？"
　　"Youhave；manyatime。"
　　"Ohyes，buyingandsellingonamargin。Butthiswasabonafidetransaction。Iboughtatforty—threeforaninvestment，andIsoldatahundredandseven；
　　andthemoneypassedbothtimes。"
　　"Well，youbetterletstocksalone，"saidhiswife，withtheconservatismofhersex。"Nexttimeyou’llbuyatahundredandsevenandsellatfortythree。
　　Thenwhere’llyoube？"
　　"Left，"admittedtheColonel。
　　"Youbettersticktopaintawhileyet。"TheColonelenjoyedthistoo，andlaughedagainwiththeeaseofamanwhoknowswhatheisabout。AfewdaysafterthathecamedowntoNantasketwiththeradiantairwhichheworewhenhehaddoneagoodthinginbusinessandwantedhiswife’ssympathy。Hedidnotsayanythingofwhathadhappenedtillhewasalonewithherintheirownroom；
　　buthewasverygaythewholeevening，andmadeseveraljokeswhichPenelopesaidnothingbutverygreatprosperitycouldexcuse：theyallunderstoodthesemoodsofhis。
　　"Well，whatisit，Silas？"askedhiswifewhenthetimecame。
　　"Anymorebig—bugswantingtogointothemineralpaintbusinesswithyou？"
　　"Somethingbetterthanthat。"
　　"Icouldthinkofagoodmanybetterthings，"saidhiswife，withasighoflatentbitterness。"What’sthisone？"
　　"I’vehadavisitor。"
　　"Who？"
　　"Can’tyouguess？"
　　"Idon’twanttotry。Whowasit？"
　　"Rogers。"
　　Mrs。Laphamsatdownwithherhandsinherlap，andstaredatthesmileonherhusband’sface，wherehesatfacingher。
　　"Iguessyouwouldn’twanttojokeonthatsubject，Si，"
　　shesaid，alittlehoarsely，"andyouwouldn’tgrinaboutitunlessyouhadsomegoodnews。Idon’tknowwhatthemiracleis，butifyoucouldtellquick————"
　　Shestoppedlikeonewhocansaynomore。
　　"Iwill，Persis，"saidherhusband，andwiththatawedtoneinwhichherarelyspokeofanythingbutthevirtuesofhispaint。"Hecametoborrowmoneyofme，andI
　　lenthimit。That’stheshortofit。Thelong————"
　　"Goon，"saidhiswife，withgentlepatience。
　　"Well，Pert，IwasneversomuchastonishedinmylifeasIwastoseethatmancomeintomyoffice。
　　Youmighthaveknockedmedownwith——Idon’tknowwhat。"
　　"Idon’twonder。Goon！"
　　"AndhewasasmuchembarrassedasIwas。Therewestood，gapingateachother，andIhadn’thardlysenseenoughtoaskhimtotakeachair。Idon’tknowjusthowwegotatit。AndIdon’trememberjusthowitwasthathesaidhecametocometome。Buthehadgotholdofapatentrightthathewantedtogointoonalargescale，andtherehewaswantingmetosupplyhimthefunds。"
　　"Goon！"saidMrs。Lapham，withhervoicefurtherinherthroat。
　　"IneverfeltthewayyoudidaboutRogers，butIknowhowyoualwaysdidfeel，andIguessIsurprisedhimwithmyanswer。
　　Hehadbroughtalongalotofstockassecurity————"
　　"Youdidn’ttakeit，Silas！"hiswifeflashedout。
　　"Yes，Idid，though，"saidLapham。"Youwait。Wesettledourbusiness，andthenwewentintotheoldthing，fromtheverystart。Andwetalkeditallover。
　　Andwhenwegotthroughweshookhands。Well，Idon’tknowwhenit’sdonemesomuchgoodtoshakehandswithanybody。"
　　"Andyoutoldhim——youowneduptohimthatyouwereinthewrong，Silas？"
　　"No，Ididn’t，"returnedtheColonelpromptly；"forI
　　wasn’t。Andbeforewegotthrough，IguesshesawitthesameasIdid。"
　　"Oh，nomatter！soyouhadthechancetoshowhowyoufelt。"
　　"ButIneverfeltthatway，"persistedtheColonel。
　　"I’velenthimthemoney，andI’vekepthisstocks。
　　Andhegotwhathewantedoutofme。"
　　"Givehimbackhisstocks！"
　　"No，Ishan’t。Rogerscametoborrow。Hedidn’tcometobeg。Youneedn’tbetroubledabouthisstocks。
　　They’regoingtocomeupintime；butjustnowthey’resolowdownthatnobankwouldtakethemassecurity，andI’vegottoholdthemtilltheydorise。Ihopeyou’resatisfiednow，Persis，"saidherhusband；andhelookedatherwiththewillingnesstoreceivetherewardofagoodactionwhichweallfeelwhenwehaveperformedone。
　　"Ilenthimthemoneyyoukeptmefromspendingonthehouse。"
　　"Truly，Si？Well，I’msatisfied，"saidMrs。Lapham，withadeeptremulousbreath。"TheLordhasbeengoodtoyou，Silas，"shecontinuedsolemnly。"Youmaylaughifyouchoose，andIdon’tknowasIbelieveinhisinterferingagreatdeal；butIbelievehe’sinterferedthistime；andItellyou，Silas，itain’talwayshegivespeopleachancetomakeituptoothersinthislife。
　　I’vebeenafraidyou’ddie，Silas，beforeyougotthechance；
　　buthe’sletyoulivetomakeituptoRogers。"
　　"I’mgladtobeletlive，"saidLaphamstubbornly，"butIhadn’tanythingtomakeuptoMiltonK。Rogers。
　　AndifGodhasletmeliveforthat————"
　　"Oh，saywhatyouplease，Si！Saywhatyouplease，nowyou’vedoneit！Ishan’tstopyou。You’vetakentheonespot——theoneSPECK——offyouthatwaseverthere，andI’msatisfied。"
　　"Therewa’n’teveranyspeckthere，"Laphamheldout，lapsingmoreandmoreintohisvernacular；"andwhatI
　　doneIdoneforyou，Persis。"
　　"AndIthankyouforyourownsoul’ssake，Silas。"
　　"Iguessmysoul’sallright，"saidLapham。
　　"AndIwantyoushouldpromisemeonethingmore。"
　　"Thoughtyousaidyouweresatisfied？"
　　"Iam。ButIwantyoushouldpromisemethis：thatyouwon’tletanythingtemptyou——anything！——toevertroubleRogersforthatmoneyyoulenthim。Nomatterwhathappens——nomatterifyouloseitall。Doyoupromise？"
　　"Why，Idon’teverEXPECTtopresshimforit。
　　That’swhatIsaidtomyselfwhenIlentit。AndofcourseI’mgladtohavethatoldtroublehealedup。Idon’tTHINK
　　IeverdidRogersanywrong，andIneverdidthinkso；
　　butifIDIDdoit——IFIdid——I’mwillingtocallitsquare，ifIneverseeacentofmymoneybackagain。"
　　"Well，that’sall，"saidhiswife。
　　Theydidnotcelebratehisreconciliationwithhisoldenemy——forsuchtheyhadalwaysfelthimtobesinceheceasedtobeanally——byanyshowofjoyoraffection。
　　Itwasnotintheirtradition，asstoicalforthewomanasfortheman，thattheyshouldkissorembraceeachotheratsuchamoment。Shewascontenttohavetoldhimthathehaddonehisduty，andhewascontentwithhersayingthat。ButbeforeshesleptshefoundwordstoaddthatshealwaysfearedtheselfishparthehadactedtowardRogershadweakenedhim，andlefthimlessabletoovercomeanytemptationthatmightbesethim；
　　andthatwasonereasonwhyshecouldneverbeeasyaboutit。
　　Nowsheshouldneverfearforhimagain。
　　Thistimehedidnotexplicitlydenyherforgivingimpeachment。
　　"Well，it’sallpastandgonenow，anyway；andIdon’twantyoushouldthinkanythingmoreaboutit。"
　　Hewasmanenoughtotakeadvantageofthehighfavourinwhichhestoodwhenhewentuptotown，andtoabuseitbybringingCoreydowntosupper。Hiswifecouldnothelpcondoningthesinofdisobedienceinhimatsuchatime。
　　PenelopesaidthatbetweentheadmirationshefeltfortheColonel’sboldnessandhermother’sforbearance，shewashardlyinastatetoentertaincompanythatevening；
　　butshedidwhatshecould。
　　Irenelikedbeingtalkedtobetterthantalking，andwhenhersisterwasbyshewasalways，tacitlyorexplicitly，referringtoherforconfirmationofwhatshesaid。
　　Shewascontenttositandlookprettyasshelookedattheyoungmanandlistenedtohersister’sdrolling。
　　ShelaughedandkeptglancingatCoreytomakesurethathewasunderstandingher。Whentheywentoutontheverandatoseethemoononthewater，PenelopeledthewayandIrenefollowed。
　　Theydidnotlookatthemoonlightlong。Theyoungmanperchedontherailoftheveranda，andIrenetookoneofthered—paintedrocking—chairswhereshecouldconvenientlylookathimandathersister，whosatleaningforwardlazilyandrunningon，asthephraseis。
　　Thatlow，crooningnoteofherswasdelicious；herface，glimpsednowandtheninthemoonlightassheturneditorlifteditalittle，hadafascinationwhichkepthiseye。
　　Hertalkwasveryunliterary，anditseffectseemedhardlyconscious。Shewasfarfromepigraminherfunning。
　　Shetoldofthistrifleandthat；shesketchedthecharactersandlooksofpeoplewhohadinterestedher，andnothingseemedtohaveescapedhernotice；shemimickedalittle，butnotmuch；shesuggested，andthentheaffairrepresenteditselfasifwithoutheragency。
　　Shedidnotlaugh；whenCoreystoppedshemadeasoftcluckinherthroat，asifshelikedhisbeingamused，andwentonagain。
　　TheColonel，leftalonewithhiswifeforthefirsttimesincehehadcomefromtown，madehastetotaketheword。
　　"Well，Pert，I’vearrangedthewholethingwithRogers，andIhopeyou’llbesatisfiedtoknowthatheowesmetwentythousanddollars，andthatI’vegotsecurityfromhimtotheamountofafourthofthat，ifIwastoforcehisstockstoasale。"
　　"Howcamehetocomedownwithyou？"askedMrs。Lapham。
　　"Who？Rogers？"
　　"Mr。Corey。"
　　"Corey？Oh！"saidLapham，affectingnottohavethoughtshecouldmeanCorey。"Heproposedit。"
　　"Likely！"jeeredhiswife，butwithperfectamiability。
　　"It’sso，"protestedtheColonel。"WegottalkingaboutamatterjustbeforeIleft，andhewalkeddowntotheboatwithme；andthenhesaidifIdidn’tmindheguessedhe’dcomealongdownandgobackonthereturnboat。
　　OfcourseIcouldn’tlethimdothat。"
　　"It’swellforyouyoucouldn’t。"
　　"AndIcouldn’tdolessthanbringhimheretotea。"
　　"Oh，certainlynot。"
　　"Butheain’tgoingtostaythenight——unless，"
　　falteredLapham，"youwanthimto。"
　　"Oh，ofcourse，Iwanthimto！Iguesshe’llstay，probably。"
　　"Well，youknowhowcrowdedthatlastboatalwaysis，andhecan’tgetanyothernow。"
　　Mrs。Laphamlaughedatthesimplewile。"Ihopeyou’llbejustaswellsatisfied，Si，ifitturnsouthedoesn’twantIreneafterall。"
　　"Pshaw，Persis！Whatareyoualwaysbringingthatupfor？"
　　pleadedtheColonel。Thenhefellsilent，andpresentlyhisrude，strongfacewascloudedwithanunconsciousfrown。
　　"There！"criedhiswife，startlinghimfromhisabstraction。
　　"Iseehowyou’dfeel；andIhopethatyou’llrememberwhoyou’vegottoblame。"
　　"I’llriskit，"saidLapham，withtheconfidenceofamanusedtosuccess。
　　FromtheverandathesoundofPenelope’slazytonecamethroughtheclosedwindows，withjoyouslaughterfromIreneandpealsfromCorey。
　　"Listentothat！"saidherfatherwithin，swellingupwithinexpressiblesatisfaction。"Thatgirlcantalkfortwenty，rightstraightalong。She’sbetterthanacircusanyday。
　　Iwonderwhatshe’suptonow。"