“But then, how much more ample and airy the room looks as you open the
door, and see through the bow-window down that little glen, and that
distant peep of the village-spire!”
“But I never could be reconciled to the piano standing in the corner in
that way,” says the lady. “_I insist_ upon it, it ought to stand in the
bow-window: it’s the way mamma’s stands, and Aunt Jane’s, and Mrs.
Wilcox’s; everybody has their piano so.”
“If it comes to _insisting_,” says the gentleman, “it strikes me that is
a game two can play at.”
“Why, my dear, you know a lady’s parlor is her own ground.”
“Not a married lady’s parlor, I imagine. I believe it is at least
equally her husband’s, as he expects to pass a good portion of his time
there.”
“But I don’t think you ought to insist on an arrangement that really is
disagreeable to me,” says the lady.
“And I don’t think you ought to insist on an arrangement that is really
disagreeable to me,” says the gentleman.
And now Hero’s cheeks flush, and the spirit burns within, as she says,--
“Well, if you insist upon it I suppose it must be as you say; but I
shall never take any pleasure in playing on it”; and Hero sweeps from
the apartment, leaving the victor very unhappy in his conquest.
He rushes after her, and finds her up-stairs sitting disconsolate and
weeping on a packing-box.
“Now, Hero, how silly! Do have it your own way. I’ll give it up.”
“No,--let it be as you say. I forgot that it was a wife’s duty to
submit.”
“Nonsense, Hero! Do talk like a rational woman. Don’t let us quarrel
like children.”
“But it’s so evident that I was in the right.”
“My dear, I cannot concede that you were in the right; but I am willing
it should be as you say.”
“Now I perfectly wonder, Leander, that you don’t see how awkward your
way is. It would make me nervous every time I came into the room, and it
would be so dark in that corner that I never could see the notes.”
“And I wonder, Hero, that a woman of your taste don’t see how shutting
up that bow-window spoils the parlor. It’s the very prettiest feature of
the room.”
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