'Bless her!' said Dixon. 'She's as sweet as a nut. There are

three people I love: it's missus, Master Frederick, and her. Just

them three. That's all. The rest be hanged, for I don't know what

they're in the world for. Master was born, I suppose, for to

marry missus. If I thought he loved her properly, I might get to

love him in time. But he should ha' made a deal more on her, and

not been always reading, reading, thinking, thinking. See what it

has brought him to! Many a one who never reads nor thinks either,

gets to be Rector, and Dean, and what not; and I dare say master

might, if he'd just minded missus, and let the weary reading and

thinking alone.--There she goes' (looking out of the window as

she heard the front door shut). 'Poor young lady! her clothes

look shabby to what they did when she came to Helstone a year

ago. Then she hadn't so much as a darned stocking or a cleaned

pair of gloves in all her wardrobe. And now--!'




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