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It was a quiet, peaceful homestead in which Miriam found herself. Castle-street, Westport, was a still thoroughfare, far enough from works and factories to enjoy restfulness and sunshine. Most of the houses had been built in the last century; large, solid-looking edifices, with long flights of steps and narrow windows; but behind each stretched large gardens and velvety lawns, showing the soft richness of a century. In one of these Mark Lockwood lived with his daughter, and hither he brought Miriam on that eventful night, and, with a few words of explanation, handed her over to Ida's care and keeping.
There was an unspeakable calm and restfulness about the place; an unspoken sympathy in the Quaker's daughter, which aroused all the gratitude and passionate gratefulness in Miriam's fiery, noble nature.