 presence
  is the first desire of my heart: I figure you to myself as I wander
  forth on my solitary walks.

    And when I _do_ sleep, the image of my angelic friend,
  consolatory and gentle, makes me some amends for visions less
  pleasant, that disturb it.

    'Ah! let me not see you in dreams alone; for above all I want
  you--"when I am alone with poor Adelina." Come, O come; and if it be
  possible--save me--from myself!

                                                                  A.T.'


The melancholy tenor of this letter greatly affected Emmeline. She
wished almost as eagerly as her friend to be with her. But how could she
determine to become an inmate at the house of Godolphin, even tho' he
was himself to be absent from it? She communicated, however, Lady
Adelina's request to Mrs. Stafford, who could see no objection to any
plan which might promote the interest of Godolphin. She represented
therefore to Emmeline how very disagreeable it would be to her to be
left alone in town, when she should herself be obliged to leave her, as
must now soon happen. That there was, in fact, no very proper asylum for
her but the house of her uncle, which he seemed not at all disposed to
offer her. But that to Lady Adelina's proposal there could be no
reasonable objection, especially as Godolphin was not to be there.

Emmeline yet hesitated; till another letter from Stafford, more harsh
and unreasonable than the first, obliged her friend to fix on the
following Thursday for her departure; the absurd impatience of her
husband thus defeating it's own purpose; and Emmeline, partly influenced
by her persuasions, and yet more by her own wishes, determined at length
to fix the same time for beginning her journey to the Isle of Wight.

There was yet two days to intervene; and Mrs. Stafford was obliged to
employ the first of them in the city, among lawyers and creditors of her
husband. From scenes so irksome she readily allowed Miss Mowbray to
excuse herself; who therefore remained at home, and was engaged in
looking over some poems she had purchased, when she heard a rap at the
door, and the voice of Godolphin on the stairs enquiring of Le Limosin
for Mrs. Stafford. Le Limosin told him that she was from home, but that
Mademoiselle Mowbray was in the dining room. He sent up to know if he
might be admitted. Emmeline had no pretence for refusing him, and
received him with a mixture of confusion and pleasure, which she
