I have burnt all your letters, and will return your picture the first opportunity. Please to destroy my scrawls⁠—but the ring with my hair you are very welcome to keep.

Elinor read and returned it without any comment.

“I will not ask your opinion of it as a composition,” said Edward. “For worlds would not I have had a letter of hers seen by you in former days. In a sister it is bad enough, but in a wife! how I have blushed over the pages of her writing! and I believe I may say that since the first half year of our foolish business this is the only letter I ever received from her, of which the substance made me any amends for the defect of the style.”