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MacDonald, George, 1824-1905

"Mary Marston"

Any time you want to go anywhere, don't forget as
you've got enemies about, and just send for me. You won't have
long to wait till I come. But I am main sorry the rascal didn't
have something to keep him in mind of his manners."
Part of this conversation, and a good deal more, passed on their
way to Testbridge, whither, as soon as Joseph seemed all right,
Mary, who had forgotten her hunger and faintness, insisted on
setting out at once. In her turn she questioned Joseph, and
learned that, as soon as he knew she was going to settle at
Testbridge, he started off to find if possible a place in the
neighborhood humble enough to be within his reach, and near
enough for the hope of seeing her sometimes, and having what help
she might please to give him. The explanation afforded Mary more
pleasure than she cared to show. She had a real friend near her--
one ready to help her on her own ground--one who understood her
because he understood the things she loved! He told her that
already he had work enough to keep him going; that the horses he
once shod were always brought to him again; that lie was at no
expense such as in a town; and that he had plenty of time both
for his violin and his books.
When they came to the suburbs, she sent him home, and went
straight to Mr. Brett with Mr. Redmain's message. He undertook to
be at Durnmelling at the time appointed, and to let nothing
prevent him from seeing his new client.


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