"How pleased Nathan will be!" Lewis said.

"Oh, he's pleased; he's rather too pleased for a Shaker,
it strikes me."

Lewis frowned. "There is joy in the presence of the angels,"
he reminded her, gravely.

"Angels!" she said, with a laugh; "I don't believe so much
in the angels as I did before I knew so much about them.
I understand that when this 'angel' comes back I am to give up
my room to her, if you please, because it used to be hers.
Oh, I'm of no importance now--Lewis," she broke off, suddenly,
"who has our house this year?"

"Davis; he wants to re-lease it in May."

"He just takes it by the year, doesn't he?" she asked.

He nodded. "Wants a five-years' lease next time."

"Well, don't give it to him!" she said; and added, frowning:
"You ought to go back yourself, you know. It's foolish for you
to be here. Why, it's almost two years!"

"Time flies," he said, smiling.

She laughed and sighed. "Yes--I mean yee--indeed, it does!
I was just thinking, Lewis, we've been married ten years!"