“Did I?” said Caleb, rather slyly.

“Yes, I put it all down, and the date, anno Domini , and everything,” said Mary. “You like things to be neatly booked. And then his behavior to you, father, is really good; he has a deep respect for you; and it is impossible to have a better temper than Fred has.”

“Ay, ay; you want to coax me into thinking him a fine match.”

“No, indeed, father. I don’t love him because he is a fine match.”

“What for, then?”

“Oh, dear, because I have always loved him. I should never like scolding anyone else so well; and that is a point to be thought of in a husband.”