"If you demand it, mother'll yield," he said.
"But I shan't, young man," replied Schulze curtly and with a conclusive squeezing together of his homely features.

"Your mother is right.

She gives your father what money can't buy and skill can't replace, what has often raised the as-good-as-dead.

Some day, maybe, you'll find out what that is.

You think you know now, but you don't." And there the matter rested.
The large room adjoining Hiram and Ellen's bedroom was made over into a sitting room.