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[Dorcas and Minnie are watching Gabriel Cochrane working in the forge
: Ma'am, he is a "man" man, isn't he? Dorcas Lane
: If, by that, you mean Mr Cochrane is manly, then yes, he has a certain presence about him. Minnie
: Men are better when they're men, aren't they, Ma'am? Dorcas Lane
: There is an advantage, to a woman's eye, when a man has a certain... potency about him, yes. Minnie
: Do you like men who are men, Ma'am? Dorcas Lane
: I *am* a woman. Minnie
: Do you like Mr Cochrane, Ma'am? Dorcas Lane
: Minnie, I think this conversation has gone far enough. Sometimes you forget the bounds of your station. Minnie
: But don't you think he'll want a new wife, Ma'am? Dorcas Lane
: Minnie, that is enough. Mr Cochrane is still grieving his loss. You must not think such thoughts, and you must certainly never mention such insensitivities. Keep to your place, girl. Minnie
] Yes, Ma'am.
: Every night, Thomas is possessed over the idea that we must endeavour. He wakes. He wakes me. We must endeavour together. Dorcas Lane
: Every night? Margaret Ellison
: Sometimes eight or nine times in a night. He can't seem to help himself! Dorcas Lane
: Goodness! That is beyond the call of duty... Margaret Ellison
: Thomas feels that we cannot have too much prayer. Dorcas Lane
: Oh, prayer. Oh I see, and with so much prayer I wonder if there's enough time for the real endeavour.