"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."
"How can I help thinking of it? No, no, Edward, you must not do this.
It will destroy your health. You are not very strong."
"My health is perfectly good, Edith."
But Edith shook her head--
"Not so very good. You look paler, and are much thinner than you
were a year ago. A little over-exertion throws your system off of its
balance; and then you are sick."
"I will be very careful of myself," replied Claire. "If, after a few
weeks, the extra labour is found to be too severe, I can give up the
place. Nothing like trying, you know, dear."
Still, Edith was not satisfied. Very strongly she urged her husband
not to increase his labour in the degree contemplated.
"Let us try if we can reduce our expenses by a closer economy. It
is better to deny ourselves things not necessary to health, than to
injure health by extra labour."
She urged this view, however, in vain. Claire could not, without at
least a trial of his strength, decline the important offer which had
been made to him. And so, after a consultation with Mr. Melleville, he
entered upon his new employment, leaving his wife to spend the hours
of his absence alone.
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