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You are a thoughtless creature, but I suppose you have the sense to see that?" "Yes, indeed, aunt," answered Letty. "It is high time you should be thinking," Mrs. Wardour went on, "how you are to earn your bread. If you left it till I was gone, you would find it very awkward, for you would have to leave Thornwick at once, and I don't know who would take you while you were looking out.
That very evening they were gradually nearing each other the one from the smithy, the other from the shop with another pair between them, however, going toward Testbridge Godfrey Wardour and Hesper Redmain. "How strange," said Hesper, "that after all its chances and breakings, old Thornwick should be joined up again at last!"
Your duty is to watch the tides and weather, keep your boat going, and let me know; and here I am in half an hour." Calpurnia Mordacks was in her duty now, and took her autumn holiday at Flamborough. And though Widow Precious felt her heart go pitapat at first sight of another Mrs. Mordacks, she made up her mind, with a gulp, not to let this cash go to the Thornwick.
"I hope devoutly he'll marry her!" he said to himself as he went to his luncheon. "Then I shall hold a rod over them both, and perhaps buy that miserable little Thornwick. Mortimer would give the skin off his back for it." The thing that ought to be done had to be done, and Mary had done it alas! to no purpose for the end desired: what was left her to do further? She could think of nothing.
It was not in his nature to dread anything much, and he could not see where he had been at all to blame; but gladly would he have taken ten per cent off his old contract, than meet Sir Duncan Yordas with the news he had to tell him. One cause of the righteous indignation felt by the good mother Tapsy, was her knowledge that nobody could land just now in any cove under the Thornwick Hotel.
Wardour, who, for all her severity, was not without a good- sized heart, and whoso conscience had spoken to her in regard of Letty far oftener than any torture would have made her allow, was touched with compassion at sight of her worn and sad look; and, granting to herself that the poor thing had been punished enough, even for her want of respect to the house of Thornwick, broke down a little, though with well-preserved dignity, and took the wandering ewe-lamb to her bosom.
Such was Mrs. Wardour, with her worldly wisdom, that day to Letty. About half-way to Thornwick, the path crossed a little heathy common; and just as Letty left the hedge-guarded field-side, and through a gate stepped, as it were, afresh out of doors on the open common, the wind came with a burst, and brought the rain in earnest.
It was with curiously mingled feelings that she gazed from her window on the chimneys of Thornwick. How much had come to her since first, in the summer-seat at the end of the yew-hedge, Mr. Wardour opened to her the door of literature! It was now autumn, and the woods, to get young again, were dying their yearly death. For the moment she felt as if she, too, had begun to grow old.
But Godfrey dared not say, "Bring him to Thornwick": he knew his mother too well for that! "When were you anywhere in the country?" he asked. In a negative kind of way he was still nursing the baby. "Not since we were married," she answered, sadly. "You see, poor Tom can't afford it." Now Godfrey happened to have heard, "from the best authority," that Tom's mother was far from illiberal to him.
Wardour had been in the shop again and again, but on each occasion had sought the service of another; and once, indeed, when Mary alone was disengaged, had waited until another was at liberty. While Letty was in her house, she had been civil, but, as soon as she was gone, seemed to show that she held her concerned in the scandal that had befallen Thornwick. Once, as I have said, she met Godfrey.
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