"Is that what you have been thinking of for a year?"
"Much of the time. You see, the idea sticks in my crop. I don't like to be beaten."
"How are you beaten if we marry?"
"Of course, I am not beaten on the main issue; but I am, don't you see, on all the rest of it—on the question of my reputation, of my relations with your father, of my relations with my own children, if we should have any."
"We shall have enough for our children—we shall have enough for everything. Don't you expect to succeed in business?"
"Brilliantly, and we shall certainly be very comfortable. But it isn't of the mere material comfort I speak; it is of the moral comfort," said Morris—"of the intellectual satisfaction!"
"I have great moral comfort now," Catherine declared, very simply.
"Of course you have. But with me it is different. I have staked my pride on proving to your father that he is wrong; and now that I am at the head of a nourishing business, I can deal with him as an equal. I have a capital plan—do let me go at him!"
