[Doctor Thorne by Anthony Trollope]@TWC D-Link bookDoctor Thorne CHAPTER XXIII 10/17
But let them take care that they did not go beyond that.
Outside those Greshamsbury gates she and Frank Gresham, she and Lady Arabella met on equal terms; let them each fight their own battle. The squire kissed her forehead affectionately and took his leave, feeling, somehow, that he had been excused and pitied, and made much of; whereas he had called on his young neighbour with the intention of excusing, and pitying, and making much of her.
He was not quite comfortable as he left the house; but, nevertheless, he was sufficiently honest-hearted to own to himself that Mary Thorne was a fine girl.
Only that it was so absolutely necessary that Frank should marry money--and only, also, that poor Mary was such a birthless foundling in the world's esteem--only, but for these things, what a wife she would have made for that son of his! To one person only did she talk freely on the subject, and that one was Patience Oriel; and even with her the freedom was rather of the mind than of the heart.
She never said a word of her feeling with reference to Frank, but she said much of her position in the village, and of the necessity she was under to keep out of the way. "It is very hard," said Patience, "that the offence should be all with him, and the punishment all with you." "Oh! as for that," said Mary, laughing, "I will not confess to any offence, nor yet to any punishment; certainly not to any punishment." "It comes to the same thing in the end." "No, not so, Patience; there is always some little sting of disgrace in punishment: now I am not going to hold myself in the least disgraced." "But, Mary, you must meet the Greshams sometimes." "Meet them! I have not the slightest objection on earth to meet all, or any of them.
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