He swung around on one foot without replying and he would have gone in another second if he had not nearly fallen over Johnny and me . `` Please , sir , '' said Johnny respectfully , but hurriedly . `` We 're looking for Mr. Frederick Murray 's place . Is this it ? '' `` No , '' said the young man a little gruffly . `` This is Mrs. Franklin 's place . Frederick Murray lives at Marsden , ten miles away . '' My heart gave a jump and then stopped beating . I know it did , although Johnny says it is impossible . `` Is n't this Marsden ? '' cried Johnny chokily . `` No , this is Harrowsdeane , '' said the young man , a little more mildly . I could n't help it . I was tired and warm and so disappointed . I sat right down on the rustic seat behind me and burst into tears , as the story-books say . `` Oh , do n't cry , dearie , '' said the young lady in a very different voice from the one she had used before . She sat down beside me and put her arms around me . `` We 'll take you over to Marsden if you 've got off at the wrong station . '' `` But it will be too late , '' I sobbed wildly . `` The wedding is to be at twelve -- and it 's nearly that now -- and oh , Johnny , I do think you might try to comfort me ! ''
For XXXXX had stuck his hands in his pockets and turned his back squarely on me .
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