eloquent concerning "what pa is doing for us," and what use they should make of "pa's money, as I call it," Joseph quietly remarked:—
"You seem to forget, Julia, that without my money not much could have been done."
An angry color came into her face; but, on second thought, she bent her head, and murmured in an offended voice: "It is very mean and ungenerous in you to refer to our temporary poverty. You might forget, by this time, the help pa was compelled to ask of you."
"I did not think of that!" he exclaimed. "Besides, you did not seem entirely satisfied with my help, at the time."
"O, how you misunderstand me! "she groaned." I only wished to know the extent of his need. He is so generous, so considerate towards us, that we only guess his misfortune at the last moment."
The possibility of being unjust silenced Joseph. There were tears in Julia's voice, and he imagined they would soon rise to her eyes. After a long, uncomfortable pause, he said, for the sake of changing the subject: "What can have become of Elwood Withers? I have not seen him for months."
"I don't think you need care to know," she remarked. "He's a rough, vulgar fellow: it's just as well if he keeps away from us."
"Julia! he is my friend, and must always be welcome to me. You were friendly enough towards him, and towards all the neighborhood, last summer: how is it that you have not a good word to say now?"
He spoke warmly and indignantly. Julia, however, looked at him with a calm, smiling face. "It is very simple,"
