wretched as you please!—are quite in their prime! They're a hungry little family that has got to be fed. They keep me awake at night."
"Then you must make up your sleep!" Her impatience grew with her interest. "Listen to me!"
"That would scarce be the way!" he returned. But he added more sincerely: "You must surely see a fellow can't chuck his politics."
"'Chuck' them———?"
"Well—sacrifice them."
"I'd sacrifice mine," she cried, "for that old fire-back with your arms!" He glanced at the object in question, but with such a want of intelligence that she visibly resented it. "See how it has stood!"
"See how I've stood!" he answered with spirit. "I've glowed with a hotter fire than anything in any chimney, and the warmth and light I diffuse have attracted no little attention. How can I consent to reduce them to the state of that desolate hearth?"
His companion, freshly struck with the fine details of the desolation, had walked over to the chimney-corner, where, lost in her deeper impression, she lingered and observed. At last
