A few minutes, and Mary rose. Her face was wet and white, but
perplexity had vanished from it, and resolution had taken its
place. She threw her arms round Letty, and kissed her, and held
her face against hers. Letty had never seen in her such an
expression of emotion and tenderness.
"I have found out, Letty, dear," she said. "Thank you, thank you,
Letty! You are a true sister."
"What have you found out, Mary?"
"I have found out why I did not go at once to ask Him what I
ought to do. It was just because I was afraid of what he would
tell me to do."
And with that the tears ran down her cheeks afresh.
"Then you know now what to do?" asked Letty.
"Yes," answered Mary, and sat down.
CHAPTER LI.
A HARD TASK.
The next morning, leaving the shop to Letty, Mary set out
immediately after breakfast to go to Thornwick. But the duty she
had there to perform was so distasteful, that she felt her very
limbs refuse the office required of them. They trembled so under
her that she could scarcely walk. She sent, therefore, to the
neighboring inn for a fly. All the way, as she went, she was
hoping she might be spared an encounter with Mrs. Wardour; but
the old lady heard the fly, saw her get out, and, imagining she
had brought Letty back in some fresh trouble, hastened to prevent
either of them from entering the house. The door stood open, and
they met on the broad step.
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