Letty was charmed, nor ever thought of the annoyance it would be to her aunt.

Mary had thought of that, but saw that, for Letty to allow the prejudices of her aunt to influence her, would be to order her life not by the law of that God whose Son was a workingman, but after the whim and folly of an ill-educated old woman.

A new spring of life seemed to bubble up in Letty the moment Mary mentioned the matter; and in serving she soon proved herself one after Mary's own heart.
Letty's day was henceforth without a care, and her rest was sweet to her.

Many customers were even more pleased with her than with Mary.
Before long, Mary, besides her salary, gave her a small share in the business.
Mrs.Wardour carried her custom to the Turnbulls.
When the paint was dry which obliterated the old sign, people saw the now one begin with an _M_., and the sign-writer went on until there stood in full, _Mary Marston_.

Mr.Brett hinted he would rather have seen it without the Christian name; but Mary insisted she would do and be nothing she would not hold just that name to; and on the sign her own name, neither more nor less, should stand.