"Do you suppose I'm going to make a great long speech and explanation gratis, and lose dollar after dollar at my work? _Himmel_! _Kreuz_! _Wetter_! The municipal code, the Roman pandects, forbid a coppersmith even to enter a street where a professor is working, and here's my own wife harder than an old jurist--and not only that--she's the coppersmith herself. I'll tell you what it is, Lenette, I shall really speak to the Schulrath about this." This did a great deal of service. The produce of the Trinity dollar here arrived before the Schulrath; a piece of polite attention which no one would have expected from a man of so much learning and knowledge. No doubt all my readers will be as much delighted as if they were husbands of Lenette themselves at the fact that she was a perfect angel all the afternoon; her hands made no more noise at their work than her fingers or her needle; she even put off the doing of several things which were not necessary. She accompanied a sister in the oratorical art, who came in with a divine bonnet (in her hands, to be altered), all the way down stairs, not so much out of politeness as thoughtfulness, that all the points of principal importance connected with the doing up of the bonnet, which had already been settled, might be gone over again two or three times out of the advocate's hearing. This touched the old noise-hunter, and went to the weak and tender spot in him, his heart. He sought long in himself for a fitting thank-offering in return, till he at last hit upon quite a new sort of one. "Listen, child," he said, taking her hand very affectionately; "wouldn't it be more reasonable in me if I were to amuse myself with my writing in the _evening_? I mean, if the husband were to do his creating at a time when the wife had no washing to do. Just think what a life of nectar and ambrosia that would be; we should sit opposite to each other with a candle between us--you at your sewing, I at my writing--the other people in the house would all have their work done and be at their beer--of course there wouldn't be customers with bonnets coming at that time of night to make themselves visible and audible. The evenings will be getting longer too, and of course I shall have the more time for my writing fun, but we need say nothing about that now. What do you think, or what do you _say_ (if you like the expression better), to this new style of life? Remember too, that we're quite rich again now--the Russian Trinity dollar is like so much found money." "Oh! it will be delightful," she said, "I shall be able to do all my household work in the morning, as a proper reasonable housekeeper should." "Yes, just so," he answered, "I shall write away quietly at my satires all morning, then wait till evening, and go on where I left off."