Rogers.
And if God has let me live for that----"
"Oh, say what you please, Si! Say what you please,
now you've done it! I shan't stop you. You've taken
the one spot--the one SPECK--off you that was ever there,
and I'm satisfied."
"There wa'n't ever any speck there," Lapham held out,
lapsing more and more into his vernacular; "and what I
done I done for you, Persis."
"And I thank you for your own soul's sake, Silas."
"I guess my soul's all right," said Lapham.
"And I want you should promise me one thing more."
"Thought you said you were satisfied?"
"I am. But I want you should promise me this: that you
won't let anything tempt you--anything!--to ever trouble
Rogers for that money you lent him. No matter what
happens--no matter if you lose it all. Do you promise?"
"Why, I don't ever EXPECT to press him for it.
That's what I said to myself when I lent it. And of course
I'm glad to have that old trouble healed up. I don't THINK
I ever did Rogers any wrong, and I never did think so;
but if I DID do it--IF I did--I'm willing to call it square,
if I never see a cent of my money back again."
"Well, that's all," said his wife.
They did not celebrate his reconciliation with his old
enemy--for such they had always felt him to be since he
ceased to be an ally--by any show of joy or affection.
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