I pointed out to my darling how this could scarcely be, because Mr. Woodcourt had come to her cousin John's house and had known us all there, and because he had always liked Richard, and Richard had always liked him, and--and so forth.
"All true," said Ada, "but that he is such a devoted friend to us we owe to you."
I thought it best to let my dear girl have her way and to say no more about it. So I said as much. I said it lightly, because I felt her trembling.
"Esther, my dearest, I want to be a good wife, a very, very good wife indeed. You shall teach me."
I teach! I said no more, for I noticed the hand that was fluttering over the keys, and I knew that it was not I who ought to speak, that it was she who had something to say to me.

I pointed out how this could scarcely be, because Mr. Woodcourt had always liked Richard, and Richard had always liked him.
"True," said Ada, "but that he is such a devoted friend to us we owe to you."
I thought it best to say no more about it. I felt her trembling.
"Esther, my dearest, I want to be a good wife. You shall teach me."
I teach! I said no more, for I noticed the hand that was fluttering over the keys, and I knew she had something more to say to me.
