"Do whatever you like best," she
said. "I do not care which you do. If you came to me to-morrow and
told me you had no income, it would make no difference. Though to
love you and to have your love is all the world to me,--though it
makes all the difference between misery and happiness,--I would
sooner give up that than be a clog on you." Then he took her in his
arms and kissed her. "Oh, Phineas!" she said, "I do love you so
entirely!"
"My own one!"
"Yes; your own one. But if you had known it always! Never mind. Now
you are my own,--are you not?"
"Indeed yes, dearest."
"Oh, what a thing it is to be victorious at last."
"What on earth are you two doing here these two hours together?" said
Barbara, bursting into the room.
"What are we doing?" said Phineas.
"Yes;--what are you doing?"
"Nothing in particular," said Mary.
"Nothing at all in particular," said Phineas. "Only this,--that we
have engaged ourselves to marry each other. It is quite a trifle,--is
it not, Mary?"
"Oh, Barbara!" said the joyful girl, springing forward into her
friend's arms; "I do believe I am the happiest creature on the face
of this earth!"
CHAPTER LXVII
Job's Comforters
Before Phineas had returned to London his engagement with Mary Flood
Jones was known to all his family, was known to Mrs.
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