'
It was vain trying to induce my cousin to be more explicit.
'I hope to see you at Elverston in a very few days. I will _shame_ Silas
into letting you come. I don't like his reluctance.'
'But don't you think he must know that Milly would require some little
outfit before her visit?'
'Well, I can't say. I hope that is all; but be it what it may, I'll
_make_ him let you come, and _immediately_, too.' After she had gone, I
experienced a repetition of those undefined doubts which had tortured me
for some time after my conversation with Dr. Bryerly. I had truly said,
however, I was well enough contented with my mode of life here, for I had
been trained at Knowl to a solitude very nearly as profound.
CHAPTER XL
_IN WHICH I MAKE ANOTHER COUSIN'S ACQUAINTANCE_
My correspondence about this time was not very extensive. About once a
fortnight a letter from honest Mrs. Rusk conveyed to me how the dogs and
ponies were, in queer English, oddly spelt; some village gossip, a critique
upon Doctor Clay's or the Curate's last sermon, and some severities
generally upon the Dissenters' doings, with loves to Mary Quince, and all
good wishes to me.
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