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WHAT a time I made over that letter, to be sure! I kissed it a dozen times; and then I was taken with a cold fit of apprehension, and felt perfectly certain that it announced the death of some member of the family; and then I perceived that it was sealed with red wax; and finally I opened it. I rushed through its contents in the greatest haste, to be sure that it contained no bad news, and then I read it again more leisurely from end to end, and then I cried a little over it, and then I read it again.
It was very long. Father and mother wrote that, while they were very thankful that such kind friends had been raised up to me, and very grateful to those friends, they could not think of giving away their daughter to grow up in a foreign land and never see her parents again. They had sent Mr. Wyndham the money to pay for my homeward passage as soon as a safe opportunity should be found for me to come to New York, where my father would meet me.