Elizabeth Gaskell

Elizabeth Gaskell

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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Mary Barton — Chapter XXXVIII (1848)

Don't hold me, Jem; this is just the time for such as her to be out, and who knows but what I might find her close to hand."
"Stay, Mary, for a minute; I'll go out now and search for her if you wish, though it's but a wild chase. You must not go. It would be better to ask the police to-morrow. But if I should find her, how can I make her come with me? Once before she refused, and said she could not break off her drinking ways, come what might?"
"You never will persuade her if you fear and doubt," said Mary, in tears. "Hope yourself, and trust to the good that must be in her.
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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Mary Barton — Chapter XXXVIII (1848)

She had come (as a wounded deer drags its heavy limbs once more to the green coolness of the lair in which it was born, there to die) to see the place familiar to her innocence, yet once again before her death. Whether she was indeed alive or dead, they knew not now.
Job came in with Margaret, for it was bedtime. He said Esther's pulse beat a little yet. They carried her upstairs and laid her on Mary's bed, not daring to undress her, lest any motion should frighten the trembling life away
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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Mary Barton — Chapter XXXVIII (1848)

We've not proud nor soaring wings, Our ambition, our content, Lies in simple things; Humble voyagers are we O'er life's dim unsounded sea; Touch us gently, gentle Time !" --BARRY CORNWALL. Not many days after John Barton's funeral was over, all was arranged respecting Jem's appointment at Toronto; and the time was fixed for his sailing. It was to take place almost immediately: yet much remained to be done; many domestic preparations were to be made; and one great obstacle, anticipated by both Jem and Mary, to be removed.
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