ed
to, and which the death-bed scene was so well fitted to encourage; but
Mary felt that she had her duties towards others to discharge, and did
not give way to useless and unavailing sorrow. It was her duty to
return as soon as possible to her indulgent mistress, and the next
morning she was busy in making the necessary arrangements. On the third
day Mary attended the funeral of her old friend, the bills were all
paid, and having selected some articles which she wished to retain as a
remembrance, she resolved to make over to William, the waterman, not
only the wherry, but all the stock in hand, furniture and clothes of
Mrs Chopper. This would enable him and his wife to set up in business
themselves and provide for their family. Mary knew that she had no
right to do so without Joey's consent, but of this she felt she was
sure; having so done, she had nothing more to do but to see the lawyer
who had drawn up the will, and having gone through the necessary forms,
she received an order on the county bank nearest to the Hall for the
money, which, with what was left in the drawers, after paying every
demand, amounted to more than 700 pounds. She thought it was her duty
to call upon Mrs Phillips, before she went away, out of gratitude for
her kindness to Mrs Chopper; and as she had not been recognised, she
had no scruple in so doing. She was kindly received, and blushed at the
praise bestowed upon her. As she was going away, Emma Phillips followed
her out, and putting into her hand a silver pencil-case, requested she
would "give it to Peter as a remembrance of his little friend, Emma."
The next day Mary arrived at the Hall, first communicated to Mrs Austin
what had occurred, and then, having received our hero's two last
epistles, sat down to write the packet containing all the intelligence
we have made known, and ended by requesting Joey to set off with his
knife-grinder's wheel, and come to the village near to the Hall, that he
might receive his share of Mrs Chopper's money, the silver pencil-case,
and the warm greeting of his adopted sister. Joey was not long in
deciding. He resolved that he would go to Mary; and, having locked up
his apartments, he once more resumed his wheel, and was soon on his way
to Hampshire.

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.

A RETROSPECT THAT THE PARTIES MAY ALL START FAIR AGAIN.

We must now leave our hero on his way to the Hall, while we acquaint our
readers with the movements of other parties