"You're not gone yet." "As you please, Mr.Turnbull," said Mary.

"It was merely that I should be sorry to leave you without sufficient help in the shop." "And _I_ should be sorry," rejoined Turnbull, "that Miss Marston should fancy herself indispensable to the business she turned her back upon." From that moment, the restraint he had for the last week or two laid upon himself thus broken through, he never spoke to her except with such rudeness that she no longer ventured to address him even on shop-business; and all the people in the place, George included, following the example so plainly set them, she felt, when, at last, in the month of November, a letter from Hesper heralded the hour of her deliverance, that to take any formal leave would be but to expose herself to indignity.

She therefore merely told Turnbull, one evening as he left the shop, that she would not be there in the morning, and was gone from Testbridge before it was opened the next day..