David 's face clouded over . `` Well , I s ` pose we ought n't to keep you any longer , Josephine . I 'm sure it 's been awful good of you to stay this long . I do n't know what we 'd have done without you . '' `` You 're welcome , '' said Josephine shortly . `` Do n't go for to walk home , '' said David ; `` the snow is too deep . I 'll drive you over when you want to go . '' `` I 'll not go before the evening , '' said Josephine slowly . David went out to his work gloomily . For three weeks he had been living in comfort . His wants were carefully attended to ; his meals were well cooked and served , and everything was bright and clean . And more than all , Josephine had been there , with her cheerful smile and companionable ways . Well , it was all ended now . Josephine sat at the breakfast table long after David had gone out . She scowled at the sugar-bowl and shook her head savagely at the tea-pot . `` I 'll have to do it , '' she said at last . `` I 'm so sorry for him that I ca n't do anything else . '' She got up and went to the window , looking across the snowy field to her own home , nestled between the grove of firs and the orchard . `` It 's awful snug and comfortable , '' she said regretfully , `` and I 've always felt set on being free and independent . But it 's no use .
I 'd never have a minute 's peace of mind again , thinking of XXXXX living here in dirt and disorder , and him so particular and tidy by nature .
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