A Fair Fraud — page 252: what you’re looking at

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A Fair Fraud 241 For Marion was no longer now the little neglected, insignificant companion, afraid to speak and too shy to express an opinion. Her love, which she knew well to be re- turned, had made of her a clever, inde- pendent and self-reliant woman, who knew how to take her rightful place in the world and how to keep it. A few minutes later she was knocking at Hester's door with Kenneth’s love letter in her hand. Hester was alone, and, as Marion had divined, she was hard at work packing. | ‘You are going, then?’ she remarked, sitting down upon a locked-up trunk. ‘Yes, as soon as we can get off—by the 4.20, [ think.’ It was not worth while delivering Mr Drury’s message under the circumstances, and Marion did not do so. ‘Mother and the maid are packing in the next room,’ said Hester. Then she stood up wearily ; she looked worn out, and was pale and evidently utterly wretched. ‘Can't I help you, dear? Yes, I am going to! Give me that dress to fold and you sit down and rest a bit.’ ‘Qh, no, Marion.’ | ‘Oh, yes, Hester. Look here, I’ve brought you something—something to do you good— and she held out Captain Drury’s letter. Q GORMGIOO oO G' Q)