June 4.
The governor gives a ball in honor of the day; I am dressing to go, but without my sweet companion: every hour I feel more sensibly her absence.
5th.
We had last night, during the ball, the most dreadful storm I ever heard; it seemed to shake the whole habitable globe.
Heaven preserve my Emily from its fury: I have a thousand fears on her account.
Twelve o’clock.
Your brother is arrived; he has been here about an hour: he flew to Silleri, without going at all to Quebec; he enquired for Emily; he would not believe she was gone.
There is no expressing how much he was shocked when convinced she had taken this voyage without him; he would have followed her in an open boat, in hopes of overtaking her at Coudre, if my father had not detained him almost by force, and at last convinced him of the impossibility of overtaking her, as the winds, having been constantly fair, must before this have carried them out of the river.
He has sent his servant to Quebec, with orders to take passage for him in the first ship that sails; his impatience is not to be described.
He came down in the hope of marrying her here, and conducting her himself to England; he forms to himself a thousand dangers to her, which he fondly fancies his presence could have averted: in short, he has all the unreasonableness of a man in love.