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Between The Scenes
PROGRESS OF THE STORY THROUGH THE POST.
I.
From Norah Vanstone to Mr. Pendril.
"Westmoreland House, Kensington, "August 14th, 1846.
"DEAR MR. PENDRIL -- The date of this letter will show you that the last of many
hard partings is over. We have left Combe-Raven; we have said farewell to
home.
"I have been thinking seriously of what you said to me on Wednesday, before
you went back to town. I entirely agree with you that Miss Garth is more shaken
by all she has gone through for our sakes than she is herself willing to admit; and
that it is my duty, for the future, to spare her all the anxiety that I can on the
subject of my sister and myself. This is very little to do for our dearest friend, for
our second mother. Such as it is, I will do it with all my heart.
"But, forgive me for saying that I am as far as ever from agreeing with you about
Magdalen. I am so sensible, in our helpless position, of the importance of your
assistance; so anxious to be worthy of the interest of my father's trusted adviser
and oldest friend, that I feel really and truly disappointed with myself for differing
with you -- and yet I do differ. Magdalen is very strange, very unaccountable, to
those who don't know her intimately. I can understand that she has innocently
misled you; and that she has presented herself, perhaps, under her least
favorable aspect. But that the clew to her language and her conduct on
Wednesday last is to be found in such a feeling toward the man who has ruined
us, as the feeling at which you hinted, is what I can not and will not believe of my
sister. If you knew, as I do, what a noble nature she has, you would not be
surprised at this obstinate resistance of mine to your opinion. Will you try to alter
 
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