'The mother of whom he spoke to us?' said Margaret.

'Mrs. Thornton; the only mother he has, I believe,' said Mr. Hale

quietly.

'I shall like to see her. She must be an uncommon person, her

mother added.

'Perhaps she may have a relation who might suit us, and be glad

of our place. She sounded to be such a careful economical person,

that I should like any one out of the same family.' 'My dear,' said Mr. Hale alarmed. 'Pray don't go off on that

idea. I fancy Mrs. Thornton is as haughty and proud in her way,

as our little Margaret here is in hers, and that she completely

ignores that old time of trial, and poverty, and economy, of

which he speaks so openly. I am sure, at any rate, she would not

like strangers to know anything about It.' 'Take notice that is not my kind of haughtiness, papa, if I have

any at all; which I don't agree to, though you're always accusing

me of it.' 'I don't know positively that it is hers either; but from little

things I have gathered from him, I fancy so.' They cared too little to ask in what manner her son had spoken

about her. Margaret only wanted to know if she must stay in to

receive this call, as it would prevent her going to see how Bessy

was, until late in the day, since the early morning was always

occupied in household affairs; and then she recollected that her

mother must not be left to have the whole weight of entertaining

her visitor.




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