But if you will ask aunt
Margaret to send for me, I will come tomorrow with
great pleasure, for I am sure you must find it
solitary, now Miss Miller has left you. Tell aunt to
send by the servant a list of such books as she
wants from Goodrich's, and I will get them for her,
or indeed any thing else that I can do for her or
you. Give my love to aunt, and tell her that,
knowing her eyes are beginning to fail, I have
worked her a cap, which I shall bring with me.
Mamma desires her love to you both, and believe
me to be affectionately your cousin,
KATHERINE EMMERSON."
This was well enough; but as it was merely a letter
of business, one perusal, and that a somewhat
hasty one, was sufficient. Julia loved its writer
more than she suspected herself, but there was
nothing in her manner or character that seemed
calculated to excite strong emotion. In short, all
her excellences were so evident that nothing was
left dependent on innate evidence; and our heroine
seldom dwelt with pleasure on any character that
did not give a scope to her imagination. In
whatever light she viewed the conduct or
disposition of her cousin, she was met by obstinate
facts that admitted of no cavil nor of any
exaggeration.
Turning quickly, therefore, from this barren
contemplation to one better suited to her
inclinations, Julia's thoughts resumed the agreeable
reverie from which she had been awakened.
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