"Well, then, let me relieve your mind, my dear, by
informing you that this 'love-letter' is to his sister, my dearest
friend, and the sweetest little thing you ever saw."
"Oh!" I said, and immediately felt quite rested, and quite like
myself.
Like myself! And who is she, pray!
Two souls dwell in my poor little body, and which of them is me, and
which of them isn't, it would be hard to tell. This is the way they
behave:
SCENE FIRST.
Katy, to the other creature, whom I will call Kate.-Your mother looks
tired, and you have been very cross. Run and put your arms around
her, and tell her how you love her.
Kate. -Oh, I can't; it would look queer. I don't like palaver.
Besides, who would not be cross who felt as I do?
SCENE SECOND.
Katy.-Little Emma has nothing to do, and ought to be amused. Tell her
a story, do.
Kate.-I am tired, and need to be amused myself.
Katy.-But the dear little thing is so patient and has suffered so
much.
Kate.-Well, I have suffered, too. If she had not climbed up on the
fender she would not have got burned.
SCENE THIRD.
Kate.-You are very irritable to-day. You had better go upstairs to
your room and pray for patience.
Katy.-One can't be always praying. I don't feel like it.
SCENE FOURTH.
Katy.-You treat Dr. Elliott shamefully. I should think he would
really avoid you as you avoid him.
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