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"
Not
my
sort
of
love
:
I
have
never
been
without
loving
Mary
.
If
I
had
to
give
her
up
,
it
would
be
like
beginning
to
live
on
wooden
legs
.
"
"
Will
she
not
be
hurt
at
my
intrusion
?
"
"
No
,
I
feel
sure
she
will
not
.
She
respects
you
more
than
any
one
,
and
she
would
not
put
you
off
with
fun
as
she
does
me
.
Of
course
I
could
not
have
told
any
one
else
,
or
asked
any
one
else
to
speak
to
her
,
but
you
.
There
is
no
one
else
who
could
be
such
a
friend
to
both
of
us
.
"
Fred
paused
a
moment
,
and
then
said
,
rather
complainingly
,
"
And
she
ought
to
acknowledge
that
I
have
worked
in
order
to
pass
.
She
ought
to
believe
that
I
would
exert
myself
for
her
sake
.
"
There
was
a
moment
’
s
silence
before
Mr
.
Farebrother
laid
down
his
work
,
and
putting
out
his
hand
to
Fred
said
—
"
Very
well
,
my
boy
.
I
will
do
what
you
wish
.
"
That
very
day
Mr
.
Farebrother
went
to
Lowick
parsonage
on
the
nag
which
he
had
just
set
up
.
"
Decidedly
I
am
an
old
stalk
,
"
he
thought
,
"
the
young
growths
are
pushing
me
aside
.
"
He
found
Mary
in
the
garden
gathering
roses
and
sprinkling
the
petals
on
a
sheet
.
The
sun
was
low
,
and
tall
trees
sent
their
shadows
across
the
grassy
walks
where
Mary
was
moving
without
bonnet
or
parasol
.
She
did
not
observe
Mr
.
Farebrother
’
s
approach
along
the
grass
,
and
had
just
stooped
down
to
lecture
a
small
black
-
and
-
tan
terrier
,
which
would
persist
in
walking
on
the
sheet
and
smelling
at
the
rose
-
leaves
as
Mary
sprinkled
them
.
She
took
his
fore
-
paws
in
one
hand
,
and
lifted
up
the
forefinger
of
the
other
,
while
the
dog
wrinkled
his
brows
and
looked
embarrassed
.
"
Fly
,
Fly
,
I
am
ashamed
of
you
,
"
Mary
was
saying
in
a
grave
contralto
.
"
This
is
not
becoming
in
a
sensible
dog
;
anybody
would
think
you
were
a
silly
young
gentleman
.
"
"
You
are
unmerciful
to
young
gentlemen
,
Miss
Garth
,
"
said
the
Vicar
,
within
two
yards
of
her
.
Mary
started
up
and
blushed
.
"
It
always
answers
to
reason
with
Fly
,
"
she
said
,
laughingly
.
