AwagonwaswaitingtocarryMissPatseytoLongbridge，andMissAgnesbeggingthatshemightnotdetainher，shesetoutonherpainfulduty。Onarrivingatheruncle\'shouse，shealmostdreadedtocrossthethreshold。ShefoundMr。Hubbardinthedining-room；hepaidnoattentiontoherassheopenedthedoor，butcontinuedwalkingupanddown。Shescarcelyknewhowtoaddresshim；thecommonphrasesofgreetingthatrosetoherlipsseemedmisplaced。Heeitherdidnotseeher，orwouldnotnoticeher。Shethenwalkedquiteneartohim，andholdingoutherhand，saidinacalmtone：
“Uncle，IhavecometoseeJulianna。“
Themusclesofhisfacemoved，buthemadenoanswer。
“Ihavecometostaywithher，ifyouwishit。“
“Thankyou，“hesaid，inathickvoice。