Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"Miss Jane replied that she was sure, in the first place, that the
clergyman would not make them, and felt that the time might pass when
they could be made at all, if she did not, while, as she supposed, he
was grieving for the death of his excellent uncle. Miss Jane, however,
confessed that she had made a mistake in supposing that his heart was in
any way touched with sorrow; but, on the contrary, she feared that he
felt nothing but satisfaction at becoming the possessor of Texford, and
was annoyed at being reminded of the uncertainty of human life.
"But I ought not, perhaps, to repeat, even to you, dear mother and
father, what my kind friends say; only, in this instance, I am sure they
would not object to my doing so."
"It's safer not to repeat what we hear, there is no doubt about that,"
observed the dame. "But, you know, what you say to us never goes to
other ears. Now, to my mind, Miss Mary is right. Miss Jane can say
strong things when she thinks it is her duty to say them, and people do
not always take them in the same spirit they are spoken. I hope when my
lady and Miss Julia come things will be put to rights, and that the Miss
Pembertons will not be shut out of Texford more than they like."
"For their sakes I hope, at all events, they may be on friendly terms
with their relatives," said May. "However, Miss Mary has no wish to
leave home even for a day, and I always enjoy being in her company
alone, and attending to her. I can never feel weary in trying to repay
the kindness she has shown me. She has taught me much of what I know,
even more than her sister has, and her memory is so retentive that she
can talk over the books we have read together, and remind me often of
portions which I have forgotten."
"Ah, she is a dear lady; it's a wonder she knows so much, and no eyes to
see with," observed the dame. "She may not be so wonderful a woman as
her sister is, who can talk every bit as cleverly, if not better, than
Mr Simms, the apothecary, and it's my belief she could bleed as well if
she thought fit, though she says she sees no reason to take honest blood
out of people's bodies, but that a little sulphur and milk in the spring
and the fall will answer the purpose as well."
The dame was enlarging still further on Miss Jane's medical knowledge,
when May, turning her head, saw Jacob, who had entered, and was standing
watching her at a distance, and unwilling, it seemed, to be observed. A
blush rose to his cheeks when he found that he had been discovered.
"I promised not to be long away, and I ought to be on my road back
again," she said. "So good-bye, mother; good-bye, father."
May put out her hand to Jacob, who pressed it in his own rough palm,
casting a look at her, in which reverence was mingled with affection.
Not noticing his glance she tripped lightly away.
He followed from the cottage, keeping, however, at some distance behind,
till he had seen her enter the gate of Downside Cottage.
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