and my fellow servants should be equally out of the way.
Was it right, or wrong? I fear it was wrong, though expedient. I thought I prevented another explosion by my compliance; and I thought too, it might create a favourable crisis in Catherine's mental illness: and then I remembered Mr. Edgar's stern rebuke of my carrying tales; and I tried to smooth away all disquietude on the subject, by affirming, with frequent iteration, that, that betrayal of trust, if it merited so harsh an appellation, should be the last.
Notwithstanding my journey homeward was sadder than my journey thither; and many misgivings I had, ere I could prevail on myself to put the missive into Mrs. Linton's hand.
But here is Kenneth—I'll go down, and tell him how much better you are. My history is dree' as we say, and will serve to wile away another morning.
