with them."

"Bear with them! I'd like to see you have the trial for a while;
your wife is an angel. Ah, John! you're a lucky dog. If I had such a
sweet-tempered woman in my house, I would think it a very paradise."

"Hush! hush! Harry; don't speak in that way. Few women possess so
many good qualities as Mrs. Ellis; and it is your duty to cherish
and love the good, and to bear with the rest."

"Well preached; but, as I am to apply the discourse, and not you, I
must beg to be excused."

"Good-night. Go home, kiss Cara, and forgive her," said Wilkinson;
and he made a motion to pass on, adding, as he did so, "I'm out much
later than usual, and am in a hurry to get back. Mary will be uneasy
about me."

But Ellis caught hold of one of his arms with both hands, and held
on to him.

"Can't let you go, Wilkinson" said he, firmly. You're the man of all
others I want to see--been thinking about you all the evening; want
to have a long talk with you."

"Any other time, but not now," replied Wilkinson.

"Now, and no other time," persisted the other, clinging fast to his
arm.