Fear not, madam; I will obey your injunctions. I will examine with all the severity you could wish--The cup may have its bitters, but its contents must be swallowed--You will not judge ill of me, madam, for my frankness? Oh no! Be frank, be true, be worthy of yourself! Such as you would have me, madam, I must become--All I request is that you would aid me in the task. And are you indeed as determined as you seem to be? I am, madam. [I never before, Louisa, saw your brother look or speak with such firmness.] You have been kindly pleased to say you once prescribed it as a duty to yourself to teach, or attempt to teach me your principles. Not mine, but the principles of truth. Cool and fair enquiry is all I wish. Should any of your principles be better founded than mine, I shall be most happy to become your scholar. I am aware how impossible it is that any two people should think exactly alike on any one subject, much less on all; but on certain great leading points, were you and I to continue as opposite as we are, and were we to marry, felicity could not be the consequence. Let us hope, madam, it is possible we should make a marriage of opinions, which you think as necessary as of persons. Quite!--Quite!--Let me conjure you however not to deceive yourself! Pretend to no conviction you do not feel; nor degrade the honest sincerity of your heart by any unworthy indulgence of desire! Here, Louisa, our conversation ended. Company came in, and the customary occupations of the day took place. But it is with heartfelt pleasure I add that your brother behaved as if he had forgotten his former character, and was at last firmly resolved to assume a new one. I have often endeavoured to encourage hope, but never before felt it in any thing like the same degree. He cannot but be in earnest; his determination for the first time to commit all I had said to writing is an indubitable proof!--May the same propensities continue and increase!--'He shall not die' will again be the burthen of my song!--What a noble mind might his become!--Might?--Let us once more be bold and say will!--Oh that to do were as easy as to say! A. W. ST. IVES END OF VOLUME IV VOLUME V LETTER LXXX _Coke Clifton to Guy Fairfax_ _London, Dover-Street_ Before you proceed with my letter, Fairfax, read the inclosed paper![1]--Read!--The hand-writing is hers!--It is addressed to me! Was repeated to me! Is transcribed for me!--Transcribed by herself!--Read! And if it be possible believe in your own existence! Believe if you can that all you see, all you hear, the images that swim before your eyes and the world itself are real, and no delusion!--For my part I begin to doubt!--Read!--Oh that I were invisible and standing by your side! [Footnote 1: A copy given by Anna to Clifton, as she had promised him, of all that she had said in her last conversation.]