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MARY BARTON

      CONTENTS

       Cover

       Title Page

       Chapter 10: Return of the Prodigal

       Chapter 11: Mr Carson’s Intentions Revealed

       Chapter 12: Old Alice’s Bairn

       Chapter 13: A Traveller’s Tales

       Chapter 14: Jem’s Interview with Poor Esther

       Chapter 15: A Violent Meeting between the Rivals

       Chapter 16: Meeting Between Masters and Workmen

       Chapter 17: Barton’s Night Errand

       Chapter 18: Murder

       Chapter 19: Jem Wilson Arrested on Suspicion

       Chapter 20: Mary’s Dream – and the Awakening

       Chapter 21: Esther’s Motive in Seeking Mary

       Chapter 22: Mary’s Efforts to Prove an Alibi

       Chapter 23: The Sub-Pœna

       Chapter 24: With the Dying

       Chapter 25: Mrs Wilson’s Determination

       Chapter 26: The Journey to Liverpool

       Chapter 27: In the Liverpool Docks

       Chapter 28: ‘John Cropper’, Ahoy!

       Chapter 29: A True Bill against Jem

       Chapter 30: Job Legh’s Deception

       Chapter 31: How Mary Passed the Night

       Chapter 32: The Trial and Verdict – ‘Not Guilty!’

       Chapter 33: Requiescat in Pace

       Chapter 34: The Return Home

       Chapter 35: ‘Forgive us our Trespasses’

       Chapter 36: Jem’s Interview with Mr Duncombe

       Chapter 37: Details Connected with the Murder

       Chapter 38: Conclusion

       Classic Literature: Words and Phrases Adapted from the Collins English Dictionary

       About the Author

       History of Collins

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

      Three years ago I became anxious (from circumstances that need not be more fully alluded to) to employ myself in writing a work of fiction. Living in Manchester, but with a deep relish and fond admiration for the country, my first thought was to find a frame-work for my story in some rural scene; and I had already made a little progress in a tale, the period of which was more than a century ago, and the place on the borders of Yorkshire, when I bethought me how deep might be the romance in the lives of some of those who elbowed me daily in the busy streets of the town in which I resided. I had always felt a deep sympathy with the care-worn men, who looked as if doomed to struggle through their lives in strange alternations between work and want; tossed to and fro by circumstances, apparently in even a greater degree than other men. A little manifestation of this sympathy, and a little attention to the expression of feelings on the part of some of the work-people with whom I was acquainted, had laid open to me the hearts of one or two of the more thoughtful among them; I saw that they were sore and irritable against the rich, the even tenor of whose seemingly happy lives appeared to increase the anguish caused by the lottery-like nature of their own. Whether the bitter complaints made by them of the neglect which they experienced from the prosperous – especially from the masters whose fortunes they had helped to build up – were well-founded or no, it is not for me to judge. It is enough to say, that this belief of the injustice and unkindness which they endure from their fellow-creatures

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