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awhile she was glad for the ignoring, for those who paused to stop her on her way looked upon her with eyes of a far keener glance than friendship, and the girl recognized in the bold effrontery the same element that had tinctured Beldon's unwelcome proposal.
There was really nothing she could do — it didn't take her long to dis
MARJORIE FINDS IT DIFFICULT TO GET WORK
cover that fact — and, dimly, she began to grow up, to wonder why her uncle, who had loved her so tenderly, had trained her to this helplessness, and then left her a petitioner to a cold humanity. She began to realize that, somehow, somewhere, things were very wrong, and she wrote Edward Preble and told him so. But Edward was on the high seas, and it would take the spanning, of many a watery league to unite them. The letters did not increase Marjorie 's
finances, and they were very low, indeed. Sometimes, instead of dinner, she would sit and dream of a future free of rude men and insolent women and lodging-places unspeakably dubious as to sanitation. These dreams became ambitions, and, finally, longings keen to the anguish point. Again, in the still of the long, sleepless nights (for one does not sleep soundly after many halffed days), she would vision herself in the safe haven of his arms, the tale of her pitiful struggles sobbingly told, and restitution made at last. These dreams did not increase the diminished income, either, and work seemed a hopeless prospect. She would find some position in a store, only to be obliged to leave it because of insolent treatment, or because the manager was ' 1 laying off." And it was in these straits that Terence O'Brien found her one bitter winter day.
Terence and the dainty girl were neighbors, so it seemed, tho Terence's tenement was rather more pretentious than that inhabited by Marjorie. Terence had left the Hall shortly after the expulsion of Marjorie, not finding the sway of Beldon in accordance with the ethics of a God-fearing man. Also, Beldon had held the purse-strings with the grip tenacious, and, while Terence was far from grasping, he did rather incline to the paying of wellearned wages. And these things had kindled a great wonder and the seed of a growing suspicion in Terence's honest brain. Marjorie was as rain and sunshine to the seed. The sight of her too apparent poverty — the pathetic hopelessness of her face, the pinched hunger-lines — the whole unmistakable impress of a losing fight, fired Terence to thought and action. He began to remember. He had been