I wish more wives were like her, bless her! Then there'd be fewer men moaning of their lost chances to win fame and fortune.

Many a time my wife's saved me from a mistake, but she's never stood in the way when I felt it was safe to risk something, and she's never laughed at me, and said, "I told ye so, Harry," when things ha' gone wrong--even when her advice was against what I was minded to try.
We talked it all over that nicht--'twas late, I'm tellin' ye, before we quit and crept into bed, and even then we talked on a bit, in the dark.
"Ye maun please yersel', Harry," Nance said.

"We've thought of every thing, and it can do no harm to try.

If things don't go well, ye can always go back to the pit and mak' a living." That was so, ye ken.

I had my trade to fall back upon.