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"Oh, Amy! you are wearying of Branxholm," said Jessie.

"No, no; if he asks about me tell him I am very happy and quite independent. Don't speak as if I was in any need of anything from him. Though I said I missed something, don't think that I would prefer a life among people who, though related closely to me, are absolute strangers to me, and who might think themselves very generous and benevolent in giving me a home, to the life I have at Branxholm. But I long to get a friendly letter, though it might be a short one, from my brother or my sister;and I should like to be able to write to them, and tell them about dear mamma, and what she said about them when she died."

"And that's all you think is likely to come of it if I go home, and if the Copelands are still at Millmount, and if I see the young Squire, and if I have the chance of speaking about it," said Jessie, thoughtfully.

"A good many ifs," said Amy, "for such a small result. But you can scarcely imagine how I long after a little thing from these unknown relatives. You have your father and mother and