Leftbyherself，shehadfeltinherbosomIregretthenecessityofreferringtothispartofthesubjectasecondtime，andhadfoundthetwoletterstherequitesafe，butstrangelycrumpled。Shehadbeengiddyinthenight，buthadgotupwellenoughtotravelinthemorning。Shehadputtheletteraddressedtothatobtrusivestranger，thegentlemaninLondon，intothepost，andhadnowdeliveredtheotherletterintomyhandsasshewastold。Thiswastheplaintruth，andthoughshecouldnotblameherselfforanyintentionalneglect，shewassadlytroubledinhermind，andsadlyinwantofawordofadvice。AtthispointLouisthinksthesecretionsappearedagain。Perhapstheydid，butitisofinfinitelygreaterimportancetomentionthatatthispointalsoIlostmypatience，openedmyeyes，andinterfered。
`Whatisthepurportofallthis？’Iinquired。
Myniece’sirrelevantmaidstared，andstoodspeechless。
`Endeavourtoexplain，’Isaidtomyservant。`Translateme，Louis。’
Louisendeavouredandtranslated。Inotherwords，hedescendedimmediatelyintoabottomlesspitofconfusion，andtheYoungPersonfollowedhimdown。