That he continued to think of those things, she had one ground of hoping, namely, the kindness with which he invariably received her, and the altogether gentler manner he wore as often and as long as she saw him.

Whether the change was caused by something better than physical decay, who knows save him who can use even decay for redemption?
He lived two years more, and died rather suddenly.

After his death, and that of her father, which followed soon, Hesper went again to Durnmelling, and behaved better to her mother than before.
Mary sometimes saw her, and a flicker of genuine friendship began to appear on Hesper's part.
Mr.Turnbull was soon driving what he called a roaring trade.

He bought and sold a great deal more than Mary, but she had business sufficient to employ her days, and leave her nights free, and bring her and Letty enough to live on as comfortably as they desired--with not a little over, to use, when occasion was, for others, and something to lay by for the time of lengthening shadows.
Turnbull seemed to hare taken a lesson from his late narrow escape, for he gave up the worst of his speculations, and confined himself to "_genuine business-principles_"-- the more contentedly that, all Marston folly swept from his path, he was free to his own interpretation of the phrase.

He grew a rich man, and died happy--so his friends said, and said as they saw.