"
He looked at her. "Would you like to come?" he asked, bluntly.
"What about you?"
"I would rather you answered first."
"I decline to answer first. The offer is made to you, not me. You are the
head of the house, the breadwinner. It is for you to decide."
"I can't decide without reference to you."
"You needn't. When you tell me what you want I will tell you what I
want."
He was silent for a little. Then suddenly he got to his feet, walked up
and down the room a few times, and came back to stand before her.
"My little wife," he said, "if I thought you would be happier--"
"I shouldn't."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely. If you wanted very much to come it would influence me, of
course. But doubting that--"
"Why do you doubt it? Shouldn't I be lacking in ambition if I failed to
take advantage of such a chance? It is a chance, Ellen,--the chance of a
lifetime. Jack means precisely what he says, and he could give me such a
backing as would insure me a tremendous start."
"Just the same, Red, you don't want to come!"
"No, I don't," he owned, bluntly. "But why don't I? Is something wrong
with me?"
"Not at all. You have made a large place for yourself at home; you do all
any man could do anywhere. And you are happy there. You wouldn't be happy
here, because you would have to alter your simple way of living.
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