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Hawthorne, Julian, 1846-1934

"David Poindexter's Disappearance, and Other Tales"

You never saw anybody so
quiet, so courteous, so resolute, and so immitigably stern as he was.
And yet he seemed to be stern only against the wrong she was trying to
do, and to be feeling kindness and compassion for her all the time. She
tried everything she knew, but it wasn't a bit of use, and at last she
broke down and cried, and carried on like a child. Then Mr. Drayton
took her out of the room, and I don't know what happened, but I've
always suspected that he sent her off with money enough in her pocket
to become an honest woman with if she chose to; but he never would
admit it to me. He came back to me after a while, and told me to have
nothing more to do with any woman, good or bad except the woman I
meant to marry, and I promised him I wouldn't, and I kept my promise.
But we have him to thank for our happiness, Mary."
Tears came silently into Mary's eyes; she said nothing, but sat with
her hands clasped around one knee, gazing seaward.
"You don't seem very happy, though," pursued Redmond, after a pause;
"and you acted so oddly when I first found you and Mr.


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