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Peter Sadler 's face grew red , and then it grew black , and then it turned red again , and finally resumed its ordinary brown . `` Martin Sanders , '' said he , speaking quietly , but with one hand fastened upon the arm of his chair with a grasp which a horse could not have loosened , `` if you are cowardly enough and small enough and paltry enough to go to a girl who is living in peace and comfort and ask her to marry you , when you know perfectly well that for years to come you could not give her a decent roof over her head , and that if her family wanted her to live like a Christian they would have to give her the money to do it with ; and if you are fool enough not to know that when she sent you first to me and then to her mother she was tryin ' to get rid of you without hurtin ' your feelin 's , why , then , I want you to get out of my sight , and the quicker the better . But if you are not so low down as that , go to your room and pack up your bag . The coach will start for the train at three o'clock , and it is now nearly half-past two ; that will just give me time to write to Hendricks . Go ! '' Martin rose . Whatever happened afterwards , he must go now .