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"
He
is
asked
to
take
a
post
again
by
those
who
dismissed
him
long
ago
.
That
shows
that
he
did
his
work
well
,
so
that
they
feel
the
want
of
him
.
"
"
Like
Cincinnatus
—
hooray
!
"
said
Ben
,
riding
on
his
chair
,
with
a
pleasant
confidence
that
discipline
was
relaxed
.
"
Will
they
come
to
fetch
him
,
mother
?
"
said
Letty
,
thinking
of
the
Mayor
and
Corporation
in
their
robes
.
Mrs
.
Garth
patted
Letty
’
s
head
and
smiled
,
but
seeing
that
her
husband
was
gathering
up
his
letters
and
likely
soon
to
be
out
of
reach
in
that
sanctuary
"
business
,
"
she
pressed
his
shoulder
and
said
emphatically
—
"
Now
,
mind
you
ask
fair
pay
,
Caleb
.
"
"
Oh
yes
,
"
said
Caleb
,
in
a
deep
voice
of
assent
,
as
if
it
would
be
unreasonable
to
suppose
anything
else
of
him
.
"
It
’
ll
come
to
between
four
and
five
hundred
,
the
two
together
.
"
Then
with
a
little
start
of
remembrance
he
said
,
"
Mary
,
write
and
give
up
that
school
.
Stay
and
help
your
mother
.
I
’
m
as
pleased
as
Punch
,
now
I
’
ve
thought
of
that
.
"
No
manner
could
have
been
less
like
that
of
Punch
triumphant
than
Caleb
’
s
,
but
his
talents
did
not
lie
in
finding
phrases
,
though
he
was
very
particular
about
his
letter
-
writing
,
and
regarded
his
wife
as
a
treasury
of
correct
language
.
There
was
almost
an
uproar
among
the
children
now
,
and
Mary
held
up
the
cambric
embroidery
towards
her
mother
entreatingly
,
that
it
might
be
put
out
of
reach
while
the
boys
dragged
her
into
a
dance
.
Mrs
.
Garth
,
in
placid
joy
,
began
to
put
the
cups
and
plates
together
,
while
Caleb
pushing
his
chair
from
the
table
,
as
if
he
were
going
to
move
to
the
desk
,
still
sat
holding
his
letters
in
his
hand
and
looking
on
the
ground
meditatively
,
stretching
out
the
fingers
of
his
left
hand
,
according
to
a
mute
language
of
his
own
.
At
last
he
said
—
"
It
’
s
a
thousand
pities
Christy
didn
’
t
take
to
business
,
Susan
.
I
shall
want
help
by
-
and
-
by
.
And
Alfred
must
go
off
to
the
engineering
—
I
’
ve
made
up
my
mind
to
that
.
"
He
fell
into
meditation
and
finger
-
rhetoric
again
for
a
little
while
,
and
then
continued
:
"
I
shall
make
Brooke
have
new
agreements
with
the
tenants
,
and
I
shall
draw
up
a
rotation
of
crops
.
And
I
’
ll
lay
a
wager
we
can
get
fine
bricks
out
of
the
clay
at
Bott
’
s
corner
.
I
must
look
into
that
:
it
would
cheapen
the
repairs
.
It
’
s
a
fine
bit
of
work
,
Susan
!
A
man
without
a
family
would
be
glad
to
do
it
for
nothing
.
"
