turn to the Mill

        BEtEEN four and five oclo ternoon of t on    Oggs, tom tulliver anding on tside t Dorlill. er teady self-gover and eic tai of more tability ullivers. But toms face, as ood in t still suns summer afternoon, riump. s bitterest expression, s    and deepest fold, as    farto ser ting o s, began to er eamer from Mudport and put ao all improbable suppositions of an act on ter by stating t ep. ould t ne s? Probably t s married: toms mind    to tation of t t could    deat disgrace.

        As orae, and oream, a tall dark-eyed figure, t o look at -beating .    afraid, from    fear    t    eo alienate from us. t deep-rooted fear urning to ural refuge t ion urospect of    ted - s desired to ey of toms reproof, to submit in patient sileo t    against    seemed no more t to    outer purpose ion of her own sce.

        Maggie    on    York for a day    prostrating o folloerrible strain of t. till about ressed. Sed td om did not e -    t ly turned, and lifting up o ion of    jectures. rembling and    and indignation.

        Maggie paused too - t tred in    it rus s speak.

        `tom-- sly, `I am e back to you - I am e back o tell you everything -

        `You    friends. You ful - no motives are strong enougo restrain you. I o me.

        to tood paralysed by toms words.

        `tom, said Maggie,    so guilty as you believe me to be. I never meant to give o my feelings. I struggled against too far in t to e ba tuesday. I came back as soon as I could.

        `I t believe in you any more, said tom, gradually passing from tremulous excitement of t moment to cold inflexibility. `You iion ep - as you did before    to see you at my aunt Mosss; you     girl    you    friend you ever urn you o speak - my mot go near    she should remind her of you.

        Maggie oo o dis any differe and ions - still less to vindicate herself.

        `tom, soget to speak again - `ever I    it bitterly - I    to make amends - I    to be kept from doing wrong again.

        ` om, terness. `Nion - not your natural feelings of gratitude and o be s, if it    - But you are ten times er and your duct. You struggled le    I quered t I    in doing my duty. But I ion no sucer as yours: t I feel t my mot you s e under my roof. It is enoug I o bear t of your disgrace - t of you is eful to me.

        Sl a. But tened mot ner than all dread.

        `My c a mother.

        O t rest of t embrace to t-stri Maggie! More    of simple y t    forsake us.

        tom turned and o the house.

        `e in, my culliver ay and sleep in my bed.    deny t, if I ask him.

        `No, motone, like a moan. `I will never go in.

        `t for me outside. Ill get ready and e h you.

        on, tom came out to    money into her hands.

        `My    me kno - you o me.

        Poor Mrs tulliver took to say anyto inct, t sh her unhappy child.

        Maggie ing outside te; sook tle way in silence.

        `Mot last, `o Lukes cottage - Luke ake me in. o me wtle girl.

        ` no room for us, my dear, no isnt to one o your aunts - and I , said poor Mrs tulliver, quite destitute of mental resources iy.

        Maggie    a little when said,

        `Let us go to Bob Jakins, mother lodger.

        So t on to St Oggs - to the river side.

        Bob        e t of its age t o prince or pa.    so tood all tep on t Mudport, if     it produced on tom, o report it; and siances o , e circles of St Oggs and ter of on talk, accessible to t o ask: except one,    department of an asylum uood to exist in tlemen a, and boto make all table for `t sill `Miss. to    could    - ep could     , and    allo present    it srusion and a     of books.

        But after a day or tulliver o to see to toms ters. Maggie er t violent outburst of feeling o fulfil, so be alone    sary only a little    looked on tap at turning round er    his heels.

        `ell go back, if it disturbs you, Miss, said Bob.

        `No, said Maggie, in a low voice, wishing she could smile.

        Bob, closing tood before her.

        `You see,    a little un, Miss, an I ed you to look at it, an take it in your arms, if youd be so good. For o    after you, an it ud be better for your takin a bit o noti it.

        Maggie could not speak, but s out o receive tiny baby,    anxiously to ascertain t transference ion and speec it was a way o s.

        `Sit doe a o say.

        `Bob, ser a fes, looking do t anxiously, as if s migo ask of you.

        `Dont you speak so, Miss, said Bob, grasping t as a days earnings.

        `I    you to go to Dr Kenns, and ask to speak to ell    I am eful if o me ill evening.

        `E in a minute - it is but a step; but Dr Kenns omorro. Its all ty s no o go a-nig--

        `O, no, Bob, said Maggie, ` let it be - till after a fe per of too a distance, s this idea.

        `Not    olefolks as go to cry at erin places    else to do. er tele un; ao kno e to c I told ravel ts o to bein on my legs, I t sit so long on end - "an lors, sir," says I, "a pa    do astes strong," says I; "to lay it on t; Etle un is s like as if it kno partly does, Ill be bound - like the mornin.

        Bobs tongue ly loosed from its uned bondage, and mig. But ts on eep and difficult of approague o run on along to carry    uen road.    t again for a little    a question. At last imid voice than usual,

        `ill you give me leave to ask you only ohing, Miss?

        Maggie artled, but s is about myself - not about any one else.

        `ell, Miss, its this: Do you owe anybody a grudge?

        `No, not any one, said Maggie, looking up at him inquiringly. `hy?

        `O lors, Miss, said Bob, pincell me - Id leatill I couldnt see - I ice mig o me arter.

        `O Bob, said Maggie, smiling faintly. `Youre a very good friend to me. But I s like to punisoo often.

        to Bob and ty t could possibly ep furtions rusive, even if ably, and o carry baby ao an expet mother.

        `aken t it. If I tell cill - just as cter let me leave    -    fond on you. Lors, its a fio e fond on you; itll stick to you, an make no jaw.

        `Yes, do leave o have Mumps for a friend.

        `Mumps, lie doing to a pla front of Maggie, `an niver do you stir till youre spoke to.

        Mumps lay do once, and made no sign of restlessness,    the room.
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