Mary Marston
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George MacDonald. Mary Marston
Mary Marston
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I. THE SHOP
CHAPTER II. CUSTOMERS
CHAPTER III. THE ARBOR AT THORNWICK
CHAPTER IV. GODFREY WARDOUR
CHAPTER V. GODFREY AND LETTY
CHAPTER VI. TOM HELMER
CHAPTER VII. DURNMELLING
CHAPTER VIII. THE OAK
CHAPTER IX. CONFUSION
CHAPTER X. THE HEATH AND THE HUT
CHAPTER XI. WILLIAM MARSTON
CHAPTER XII. MARY'S DREAM
CHAPTER XIII. THE HUMAN SACRIFICE
CHAPTER XIV. UNGENEROUS BENEVOLENCE
CHAPTER XV. THE MOONLIGHT
CHAPTER XVI. THE MORNING
CHAPTER XVII. THE RESULT
CHAPTER XVIII. MARY AND GODFREY
CHAPTER XIX. MARY IN THE SHOP
CHAPTER XX. THE WEDDING-DRESS
CHAPTER XXI. MR. REDMAIN
CHAPTER XXII. MRS. REDMAIN
CHAPTER XXIII. THE MENIAL
CHAPTER XXIV. MRS. REDMAIN'S DRAWING-ROOM
CHAPTER XXV. MARY'S RECEPTION
CHAPTER XXVI. HER POSITION
CHAPTER XXVII. MR. AND MRS. HELMER
CHAPTER XXVIII. MARY AND LETTY
CHAPTER XXIX. THE EVENING STAR
CHAPTER XXX. A SCOLDING
CHAPTER XXXI. SEPIA
CHAPTER XXXII. HONOR
CHAPTER XXXIII. THE INVITATION
CHAPTER XXXIV. A STRAY SOUND
CHAPTER XXXV. THE MUSICIAN
CHAPTER XXXVI. A CHANGE
CHAPTER XXXVII. LYDGATE STEET
CHAPTER XXXVIII. GODFREY AND LETTY
CHAPTER XXXIX. RELIEF
CHAPTER XL. GODFREY AND SEPIA
CHAPTER XLI. THE HELPER
CHAPTER XLII. THE LEPER
CHAPTER XLIII. MARY AND MR. REDMAIN
CHAPTER XLIV. JOSEPH JASPER
CHAPTER XLV. THE SAPPHIRE
CHAPTER XLVI. REPARATION
CHAPTER XLVII. ANOTHER CHANGE
CHAPTER XLVIII. DISSOLUTION
CHAPTER XLIX. THORNWICK
CHAPTER L. WILLIAM AND MARY MARSTON
CHAPTER LI. A HARD TASK
CHAPTER LII. A SUMMONS
CHAPTER LIII. A FRIEND IN NEED
CHAPTER LIV. THE NEXT NIGHT
CHAPTER LV. DISAPPEARANCE
CHAPTER LVI. A CATASTROPHE
CHAPTER LVII. THE END OF THE BEGINNING
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George MacDonald
Published by Good Press, 2019
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Some men, and most women, counted Miss Yolland strangely ugly. But there were men who exceedingly admired her. Not very slight for her stature, and above the middle height, she looked small beside Hesper. Her skin was very dark, with a considerable touch of sallowness; her eyes, which were large and beautifully shaped, were as black as eyes could be, with light in the midst of their blackness, and more than a touch of hardness in the midst of their liquidity; her eyelashes were singularly long and black, and she seemed conscious of them every time they rose. She did not use her eyes habitually, but, when she did, the thrust was sudden and straight. I heard a man once say that a look from her was like a volley of small-arms. Like Hesper's, her mouth was large and good, with fine teeth; her chin projected a little too much; her hands were finer than Hesper's, but bony. Her name was Septimia; Lady Margaret called her Sepia, and the contraction seemed to so many suitable that it was ere long generally adopted. She was in mourning, with a little crape. To the first glance she seemed as unlike Hesper as she could well be; but, as she stood gently regarding the two, Mary, gradually, and to her astonishment, became indubitably aware of a singular likeness between them. Sepia, being a few years older, and in less flourishing condition, had her features sharper and finer, and by nature her complexion was darker by shades innumerable; but, if the one was the evening, the other was the night: Sepia was a diminished and overshadowed Hesper. Their manner, too, was similar, but Sepia's was the haughtier, and she had an occasional look of defiance, of which there appeared nothing in Hesper. When first she came to Durnmelling, Lady Malice had once alluded to the dependence of her position—but only once: there came a flash into rather than out of Sepia's eyes that made any repetition of the insult impossible and Lady Malice wish that she had left her a wanderer on the face of Europe.
Sepia was the daughter of a clergyman, an uncle of Lady Malice, whose sons had all gone to the bad, and whose daughters had all vanished from society. Shortly before the time at which my narrative begins, one of the latter, however, namely Sepia, the youngest, had reappeared, a fragment of the family wreck, floating over the gulf of its destruction. Nobody knew with any certainty where she had been in the interim: nobody at Durnmelling knew anything but what she chose to tell, and that was not much. She said she had been a governess in Austrian Poland and Russia. Lady Margaret had become reconciled to her presence, and Hesper attached to her.
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