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Updated: June 26, 2025
Belk, for instance, coming along the road. He used to pass you with a jaunty, gallant, curious look as if you were seventeen and he were saying, "There's a girl who ought to be married. Why isn't she?" He had just sidled past them, abashed and obsequious, a little afraid of the big man. Even Mrs. Belk was obsequious. And Mr. Spencer Rollitt.
Horn, the grocer, and Mr. Acroyd, the shoemaker, would be sitting there talking to Mr. Belk, who was justice of the peace. And they would see Papa. The young men squatting on the flagstones outside the "Farmer's Arms" and the "King's Head" would see him. And Papa would stiffen and draw himself up, trying to look dignified and sober.
Dorsy's voice dropped and her face reddened. "She thinks I'm after Aunt's money. She's always been afraid of her leaving it to me. I'm only her husband's nephew's daughter. Mrs. Belk's her real niece.... "I'd go to-morrow, Mary, but Aunt wants me there. She doesn't like Mrs. Belk; I think she's afraid of her. And she can't get away from her.
If your Uncle Victor thinks I ought to make the sacrifice, I shall make it." "And Dan," Mary said, "will make the sacrifice of going back to Victor's office. It would be simpler if he went to Canada." "Your uncle can't help him to go to Canada. He won't hear of it.... I suppose we shall have to go." They were going. You could hear Mrs. Belk buzzing round the village with the news.
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