There's a common streak in those Whitneys.

I never did like Ross, though I never would have said anything, as you seemed to want him, and your father had always been set on it, and thought so high of him.

He laid himself out to make your pa think he was a fine character and full of business--and I ain't denying that he's smart, mighty smart--too smart to suit me." A long reflective pause, then: "But--Dory--Well, my advice is to think it over before you jump clear in.

Of course, you'll have enough for both, but I'd rather see you taking up with some man that's got a good business.

Teachin' 's worse than preachin' as a business.