We kept ourselves employed, and Miss Garth helped us. The prospect of
preparing for our departure, which had seemed so dreadful earlier in the
day, altered into the prospect of a refuge from ourselves as the evening
came on. We each tried at first to pack up in our own rooms--but the
loneliness was more than we could bear. We carried all our possessions
downstairs, and heaped them on the large dining-table, and so made our
preparations together in the same room. I am sure we have taken nothing
away which does not properly belong to us.
"Having already mentioned to you my own conviction that Magdalen was not
herself when you saw her on Wednesday, I feel tempted to stop here and
give you an instance in proof of what I say. The little circumstance
happened on Wednesday night, just before we went up to our rooms.
"After we had packed our dresses and our birthday presents, our books
and our music, we began to sort our letters, which had got confused from
being placed on the table together. Some of my letters were mixed with
Magdalen's, and some of hers with mine. Among these last I found a card,
which had been given to my sister early in the year by an actor who
managed an amateur theatrical performance in which she took a part.
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