For how calm in its fortune, how strong in its love, must Rose's heart be, when she could speak in this unwonted way! 'Go, and leave me, pray,' she said.
Rose kissed her burning cheek.

'I will do as you wish, dear.

Try and know me better, and be sister Juley as you used to be.

I know I am thoughtless, and horribly vain and disagreeable sometimes.

Do forgive me.