Eight o'clock
He is going to Lake Champlain , to fix on his seat of empire , or rather Emily 's ; for I see she will be the reigning queen , and he only her majesty 's consort . I am going to Quebec ; two or three dry days have made the roads passable for summer carriages : Fitzgerald is come to fetch me . Adieu ! Eight o'clock . I am come back , have seen Emily , who is the happiest woman existing ; she has heard from your brother , and in such terms -- his letter breathes the very soul of tenderness . I wish they were richer . I do n't half relish their settling in Canada ; but , rather than not live together , I believe they would consent to be set ashore on a desart island .