Letter II

gentleman could do to keep her quiet, and prevent her falling into a sort of laughing and crying fit, which it seems she had been liable to lately. At last they let me go away: and I went and stayed with Susan as long as I could before I bid her goodbye. She bore the parting bravely⁠—poor, dear child! God in heaven bless her; and I’m sure he will; for a better daughter no mother ever had. > > My dear husband, I am afraid this letter is very badly written; but the tears are in my eyes, thinking of Susan; and I feel so wearied and flurried after what has happened. We are to go off very early tomorrow morning in a carriage, which is to be put on the railway. Only think of my riding home in a fine carriage, with gentlefolks!⁠—how surprised Willie, and Nancy, and the other children will be! I shall get to Treen almost as soon as my letter; but I thought I would write, so that you might have the good news, the first moment it could get to you, to tell the poor young gentleman. I’m sure it must make him better, only to hear that his brother and sister are coming to fetch him home. > > I can’t write any more, dear William, I’m so very tired; except that I