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anyone going into a marriage.  Ellen wondered why she’d gone
     into the mail order bride business if she was so worried about abusive marriages.
    “We’ll write soon and often,” Ellen promised.
    “I’ll miss having you two with me.  I’m going to have to work hard to keep up with
     all my work without my special helpers.”
    Their train was called then and Harriett watched them board.  If they’d turned around,
     they’d have seen the tears in her eyes as she watched them go.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Ellen stretched in her seat, rubbing the back of her neck.  “I’m so glad we’re almost
     there.  I feel like we’ve been on this thing for years.”   The two sisters sat next to one another taking turns watching out the window.  Malinda
     had brought some books for them to read, but they’d both found that reading while
     the train was moving caused them to become queasy.
    Malinda nodded.  “I thought riding on a train would be some grand adventure, but really,
     it’s just a dirty place.  I’m ready to be there.”   She leaned her head against the window, because it was her turn to look out, and
     she wanted to see every last detail of the state that would be their new home.
    “Are you nervous about meeting Patrick?” Ellen asked.
    Malinda shrugged.  “A little, but not terribly.  I know I’m going into the situation
     I need to be in.  I mean, what more could I ask for than a man with a lot of money
     who can take care of me for the rest of my life?”  
    Ellen sighed. She could see her sister truly believed there was nothing more important in life
     than having enough money to live well.  She knew Malinda would eventually learn better,
     and she hoped it would happen soon. “You could ask for a good kindhearted man who helps others.  Like the one I’m getting.”
    “You can have the good man.  I want the rich one.”   Malinda didn’t even turn her head from the window as she made the pronouncement.
    “Do you have any idea how you sound?”   Ellen was appalled that her sister could even talk that way, let alone believe what
     she was saying.
    Malinda sighed.  “You know I don’t mean it.  I just can’t stand the idea of being
     in the kind of situation we were in before w ith no money and nowhere to go.  That really scared me.”
    “I know.”  Ellen squeezed her sister’s hand.  “It scared me, too.”   She hoped her sister would be able to refrain from making the kind of statement
     she’d made to her over and over since they’d begun their journey in front of her future
     husband.  She didn’t want him to think Malinda was only marrying him for his wealth.   “You should be really careful what you say around Patrick, you know.  He may think
     you’re only marrying him because of his wealth.”
    Malinda nodded.  “You’re right.  I’ll watch what I say.”
    The train began slowing down, and the conductor called out their stop.  The sisters
     waited for the train to stop moving before they stood to get off.  Ellen wondered how they’d find the right men , but decided they’d figure it out once they were off the train.
    They slowly went to the front of the passenger car and down the steps.  Standing on
     the platform, Ellen scanned the crowd hoping she’d see the men they were waiting for. 
     She reached out to squeeze her sister’s hand to give them both a bit of confidence
     as they waited to meet the men they’d spend the rest of their lives with.
    After a minute two tall dark haired men approached them.  They were each wearing slacks,
     white shirts and vests.  Ellen’s eyes zeroed in on the slimmer of the two men.  As
     their eyes met, she felt a tingle in her belly.  That must be Wesley. She stepped forward, offering her hand to him.
    “I’m so glad to finally meet you , ” she said. His hand gripped hers, not too hard, but solidly.  She couldn’t believe how drawn
     she was to him.  His brown eyes seemed to sparkle in the