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I don't suppose you ever thought about these things; but it must mean a great deal of trouble and care to your uncle to get them for you. He told me he looks after your wardrobe himself. Now, haven't I proved that he thinks about you a great deal?" Marjory nodded.
As Marjory went half eagerly, half shyly to the breakfast-table, there, by her place, were several parcels. The first she opened was a nice leather satchel for carrying her books to and from Braeside. This was from her uncle. Then came another with the words "To Marjory" written on it in the doctor's handwriting.
She she liked you.... I never meant it. Tell her I never meant to do it! I could not understand such terror at the sight of Marjory, even if she had been what he thought her; but there was a reason in his case. 'You were going to hurt Cameron, said Marjory, at length, and her voice sounded sad and grave and far-away. 'I don't care, Marjory, I cried, 'not now you are here!
She was looking at the ground, blushing rather guiltily as she realized how pleased she was to hear of this plan. "Oh yes," she replied, "I shall manage quite well, Uncle George." "Then just go and tell Peter I want him at once to drive me to the station." "Oh, mayn't I drive you?" asked Marjory eagerly. "Of course you may," replied the doctor, looking at his niece in some surprise.
Marjory had been inclined to envy the baker's daughter her privileges, but in reality Mary Ann was to be pitied rather than envied, for she had no one to guide and help her. Her parents' chief care was that she should be better dressed and better educated than her neighbours.
Your plan failed, partly through the efforts of this good man here, partly through the courage and quick action of the boys of the town, but mainly through the mercy of Omnipotent God, who sent the floods to keep back the forces of Satan. That Marjory escaped even in the midst of it all is due to the shrewdness and sacrifice of the young man you have been trying to defraud O'mie.
I've wanted to learn things for such a long time, it will be a kind of present," said Marjory. "How funny you are!" cried Blanche. "I should hate to have lessons on my birthday. I always have a holiday. Mine is in June, and Waspy and I always have a treat of some kind."
Mr. and Mrs. Forester went to London, and Blanche to Hunters' Brae. Marjory and Peter fetched her in the pony-cart, and she brought Curly with her, as she could not bear to leave him for other people to look after. Silky was delighted with the puppy, and allowed the little fellow to take all sorts of liberties with him.
Wainwright seemed to be considering their carriage as a castle, and they looked as if their terror had made them physically incapable of leaving it. Coleman stood waiting. Behind him the clapper-tongued crowd was moving ominously. Marjory arose and stepped calmly down to him. He thrilled to the end of every nerve.
John and I met her while we were staying with the Bishop this Spring. The Bishop has the highest opinion of her. He said that she was a most unusual woman, in the world, yet not of it. One feels that. Her eldest girl married young Lord Catesby, you know; a very brilliant match; she presents her second girl next Spring, when I do Marjory.
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