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miles off, and that he's gone to see his sister." "Carry Brattle!--down here!" "I don't know it, and I don't want to hear it mentioned; but I fancy it is so. At any rate, I shall go and see." "Poor, dear, bright little Carry! But how is she living, Frank?" "She's not one of the army of martyrs, you may be sure. I daresay she's no better than she should be." "You'll tell me if you see her?" "Oh, yes." "Shall I send her anything?" "The only thing to send her is money. If she is in want, I'll relieve her,--with a very sparing hand." "Will you bring her back,--here?" "Ah, who can say? I should tell her mother, and I suppose we should have to ask her father to receive her. I know what his answer will be." "He'll refuse to see her." "No doubt. Then we should have to put our heads together, and the chances are that the poor girl will be off in the meantime,--back to London and the Devil. It is not easy to set crooked things straight." In spite, however, of this interruption, Mary Lowther and her engagement to Captain Marrable was the subject of greatest interest at the Vicarage that day and through the night. Mrs. Fenwick half expected that Gilmore would come down in the evening; but the Vicar declared that his friend would be unwilling to show himself after the blow which he would have received. They knew that he would know that they had received the news, and that therefore he could not come either to tell it, or with the intention of asking questions without telling it. If he came at all, he must come like a beaten cur with his tail between his legs. And then there arose the question whether it would not be better that Mary's letter should be answered before Mr. Gilmore was seen. Mrs. Fenwick, whose fingers were itching for pen and paper, declared at last that she would write at once; and did write, as follows, before she went to bed:-- The Vicarage, Friday. DEAREST MARY, I do not know how to answer your letter. You tell me to write pleasantly, and to congratulate you; but how is one to do that so utterly in opposition to one's own interests and wishes? Oh dear, oh dear! how I do so wish you had stayed at Bullhampton! I know you will be angry with me for saying so, but how can I say anything else? I cannot picture you to myself going about from town to town and living in country-quarters. And as I never saw Captain Marrable, to the best of my belief,
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