'But, you know, Silas may be very good now, although he was wild and selfish in his young days. Indeed I don't know what to make of him; but I am sure when you have thought it over, you will agree with me and Doctor Bryerly, that you must not stay here.'
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.