"0h, show me that letter," exclaimed Diana; and Mrs. Pitkin, hoping totranquilize her, gave her James's note. "He skinnyks I don't care for him,"she exclaimed, reading it hastily. "Well, I don't wonder! But I _do_ care! Ilove him better than anybody or anything under the sun, and I never willforget him; he's a brave, noble, good man, and I shall love him as longas I live--I don't care whom knows it! Give me that locket, cousin, andwrite to him that I shall wear it to my grave."

"Dear child, there is no writing to him."

"0h, dear! that's the worst. 0h, that horrid, horrid sea! It's likedeath--you don't know where they are, and you can't hear from them--and afour months' voyage! 0h, dear! oh, dear!"