She was so worked upon that at last one day she confided to Julia that
her old nurse was going to visit her sister, Mrs. Gilbert, who lived only
ten miles off, and she thought she should ride and see her.
"When?" asked Julia, carelessly.
"Oh, any day next week," said Mary, carelessly. "Wednesday, if it is
fine. She will not be there till Monday."
"Does she know?" asked Julia.
"Oh yes; and left because she could not agree with papa about it; and,
dear, she said a strange thing--a very strange thing: she knew papa's
reasons against him, and they were her reasons for him."
"Fancy that!" said Julia. "Your father told you what the reasons were?"
"No; he wouldn't. They both treat me like a child."
"You mean they pretend to," she added.
"I see one thing; there is some mystery behind this. I wonder what it
is?"
"Ten to one, it is money. I am only twenty, but already I have found out
that money governs the world. Let me see--your mother was a Clifford. She
must have had money. Did she settle any on you?"
"I am sure I don't know.
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