TUESDAY, ELEVEN O'CLOCK
Hardly a wink have I slept , ruminating upon the approaching interview . The very distance of time to which they consented , has added solemnity to the meeting , which otherwise it would not have had . A thoughtful mind is not a blessing to be coveted , unless it had such a happy vivacity with it as yours : a vivacity , which enables a person to enjoy the present , without being over-anxious about the future . TUESDAY , ELEVEN O'CLOCK . I have had a visit from my aunt Hervey . Betty , in her alarming way , told me , I should have a lady to breakfast with me , whom I little expected ; giving me to believe it was my mother . This fluttered me so much , on hearing a lady coming up-stairs , supposing it was she , -LRB- and not knowing how to account for her motives in such a visit , after I had been so long banished from her presence , -RRB- that my aunt , at her entrance , took notice of my disorder ; and , after her first salutation , Why , Miss , said she , you seem surprised .