At such times I set my teeth hard
and promised myself that some day she should have the best in the
land. She never with word or look betrayed if she, too, felt the
pang. We were comrades for better or worse from the day she put
her hand in mine, and never was there a more loyal and faithful
one. If, when in the twilight she played softly to herself the old
airs from home, the tune was smothered in a sob that was not for my
ear, and shortly our kitchen resounded with the most tremendously
energetic housekeeping on record, I did not hear. I had drunk
that cup to the dregs, and I knew. I just put on a gingham apron
and turned in to help her. Two can battle with a fit of homesickness
much better than one, even if never a word is said about it. And
it can very rarely resist a man with an apron on. I suppose he
looks too ridiculous.
Besides, housekeeping in double harness was a vastly different
matter from going it single. Not that it was plain sailing by any
manner of means. Neither of us knew anything about it; but we were
there to find out, and exploring together was fine fun.
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