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’
Old
in
adversity
and
trial
,
sir
,
’
replied
the
schoolmaster
.
‘
God
help
her
.
Let
her
rest
,
and
forget
them
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
.
‘
But
an
old
church
is
a
dull
and
gloomy
place
for
one
so
young
as
you
,
my
child
.
’
‘
Oh
no
,
sir
,
’
returned
Nell
.
‘
I
have
no
such
thoughts
,
indeed
.
’
‘
I
would
rather
see
her
dancing
on
the
green
at
nights
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
,
laying
his
hand
upon
her
head
,
and
smiling
sadly
,
‘
than
have
her
sitting
in
the
shadow
of
our
mouldering
arches
.
You
must
look
to
this
,
and
see
that
her
heart
does
not
grow
heavy
among
these
solemn
ruins
.
Your
request
is
granted
,
friend
.
’
After
more
kind
words
,
they
withdrew
,
and
repaired
to
the
child
’
s
house
;
where
they
were
yet
in
conversation
on
their
happy
fortune
,
when
another
friend
appeared
.
This
was
a
little
old
gentleman
,
who
lived
in
the
parsonage
-
house
,
and
had
resided
there
(
so
they
learnt
soon
afterwards
)
ever
since
the
death
of
the
clergyman
’
s
wife
,
which
had
happened
fifteen
years
before
.
He
had
been
his
college
friend
and
always
his
close
companion
;
in
the
first
shock
of
his
grief
he
had
come
to
console
and
comfort
him
;
and
from
that
time
they
had
never
parted
company
.
The
little
old
gentleman
was
the
active
spirit
of
the
place
,
the
adjuster
of
all
differences
,
the
promoter
of
all
merry
-
makings
,
the
dispenser
of
his
friend
’
s
bounty
,
and
of
no
small
charity
of
his
own
besides
;
the
universal
mediator
,
comforter
,
and
friend
.
None
of
the
simple
villagers
had
cared
to
ask
his
name
,
or
,
when
they
knew
it
,
to
store
it
in
their
memory
.
Perhaps
from
some
vague
rumour
of
his
college
honours
which
had
been
whispered
abroad
on
his
first
arrival
,
perhaps
because
he
was
an
unmarried
,
unencumbered
gentleman
,
he
had
been
called
the
bachelor
.
The
name
pleased
him
,
or
suited
him
as
well
as
any
other
,
and
the
Bachelor
he
had
ever
since
remained
.
And
the
bachelor
it
was
,
it
may
be
added
,
who
with
his
own
hands
had
laid
in
the
stock
of
fuel
which
the
wanderers
had
found
in
their
new
habitation
.
The
bachelor
,
then
—
to
call
him
by
his
usual
appellation
—
lifted
the
latch
,
showed
his
little
round
mild
face
for
a
moment
at
the
door
,
and
stepped
into
the
room
like
one
who
was
no
stranger
to
it
.
‘
You
are
Mr
Marton
,
the
new
schoolmaster
?
’
he
said
,
greeting
Nell
’
s
kind
friend
.
