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That Arnold Furze should pretend to be inconsolable for the loss of his "waitress" roused in Mary a vague dissatisfaction. She took the feeling back with her to "Green Shutters," and tried to light one of her candles--in the porch, with the door open and a draught blowing in. Three successive flames hesitated and died in the darkness. She closed the door, and tried again, and the match and the candle came to terms.
What coarse creatures men were! She carried her candle into the kitchen, and before she could find a candlestick the hot grease was running down her fingers. She let out a little--"O!" and put the candle down abruptly on the kitchen table where it consented to stand while she found the candlestick. But she gave up the quest for the moment, and stood with one hand placed against a cheek and chin, her eyes mirroring the candle flame.