One and one makes two.

I think we two can face the world." Long after her husband had gone to his study, and Christian had returned to her routine of household duties, one of which was teaching Arthur and Letitia--not the pleasantest of tasks--the peace of his words remained in her heart, comforting her throughout the day.

She ceased to trouble or perplex herself about what was to come; it seemed, indeed, as if nothing would ever trouble her any more.

She rested in a deep dream of tranquility, so perfect that it beautified and glorified her whole appearance.

Arthur more than once stopped in his lessons to say, in his fondling way, in which to the clinging love of the child was added a little of the chivalrous admiration of the boy, "Mother, how very pretty you do look!" "Do I?
I am so glad!" At which answer Letitia, who was still prim and precise, though a little less so than she used to be, looked perfectly petrified with astonishment.