It takes it out of a fellow, this kind of thing.

Here's to you, Mrs.Clem! Have a drink?
All right; go downstairs and show your mother you're alive still; and let me know when Jane comes.

I want to think a bit.' When he had sat for a quarter of an hour in solitary reflection the door opened, and Clem led into the room a young girl, whose face expressed timid curiosity.

Joseph James stood up, joined his hands under his coat-tail, and examined the stranger.
'Do you know who it is ?' asked Clem of her companion.
'Your husband--but I don't know his name.' 'You ought to, it seems to me,' said Clem, giggling.

'Look at him.' Jane tried to regard the man for a moment.