"My dear, I hope you have made up
your mind about Mr. Twentyman."
"There were to be two months, mamma."
"That's nonsense, Mary. Of course you must know what you mean to
tell him." Mary thought that she did know, but was not at the
present moment disposed to make known her knowledge and therefore
remained silent. "You should remember how much this is to your papa
and me and should speak out at once. Of course you need not tell
Mr. Twentyman till the end of the time unless you like it"
"I thought I was to be left alone for two months."
"Mary, that is wicked. When your papa has so many things to think
of and so much to provide for, you should be more thoughtful of
him. Of course he will want to be prepared to give you what things
will be necessary." Mrs. Masters had not as yet heard of Mr.
Morton's cheque, and perhaps would not hear of it till her
husband's bank book fell into her hands. The attorney had lately
found it necessary to keep such matters to himself when it was
possible, as otherwise he was asked for explanations which it was
not always easy for him to give. "You know," continued Mrs.
Masters, "how hard your father finds it to get money as it is
wanted."
"I don't want anything, mamma."
"You must want things if you are to be married in March or April."
"But I shan't be married in March or April.
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