But in future you 've got to remember that in law you 're a Melville whatever you are in fact . '' I nodded dutifully . `` I 'll remember , Uncle Abimelech , '' I promised . After everything had been arranged and Uncle Abimelech had gone I looked at Murray . `` Well ? '' I said . Murray twinkled . `` You 've accomplished the impossible , sis . But , as Uncle Abimelech intimated -- do n't you try it again . '' A Sandshore Wooing Fir Cottage , Plover Sands . July Sixth . We arrived here late last night , and all day Aunt Martha has kept her room to rest . So I had to keep mine also , although I felt as fresh as a morning lark , and just in the mood for enjoyment . My name is Marguerite Forrester -- an absurdly long name for so small a girl . Aunt Martha always calls me Marguer_ite , with an accent of strong disapproval . She does not like my name , but she gives me the full benefit of it . Connie Shelmardine used to call me Rita . Connie was my roommate last year at the Seminary . We correspond occasionally , but Aunt Martha frowns on it . I have always lived with Aunt Martha -- my parents died when I was a baby .
Aunt XXXXX says I am to be her heiress if I please her -- which means -- but , oh , you do not know what `` pleasing '' Aunt Martha means .
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