At the same time her
face and figure, her ways and motions, went on mingling themselves so
inextricably with Marion's impressions of her vanished Isy, that at length
she felt as if she never could be able to part with her. Nor was it long
before she assured herself that she was equal to anything that had to be
done in the house; and that the experience of a day or two would make her
capable of the work of the dairy as well. Thus Isy and her mistress, for
so Isy insisted on regarding and calling her, speedily settled into their
new relation.
It did sometimes cross the girl's mind, and that with a sting of doubt,
whether it was fair to hide from her new friends the full facts of her
sorrowful history; but to quiet her conscience she had only to reflect that
for the sake of the son they loved, she must keep jealous guard over her
silence. Further than James's protection, she had no design, cherished no
scheme. The idea of compelling, or even influencing him to do her justice,
never once crossed her horizon.
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