After reading it, she glided into Aunt Abby's, and placed it in her hands, who was no stranger to Jane's trials.
George could not rest after his return, he wrote, until he had communicated to Jane the emotions her presence awakened, and his desire to love and possess her as his own.

He begged to know if his affections were reciprocated, or could be; if she would permit him to write to her; if she was free from all obligation to another.
"What would mother say ?" queried Jane, as she received the letter from her aunt.
"Not much to comfort you." "Now, aunt, George is just such a man as I could really love, I think, from all I have seen of him; you know I never could say that of Henry"-- "Then don't marry him," interrupted Aunt Abby.
"Mother will make me." "Your father won't." "Well, aunt, what can I do?
Would you answer the letter, or not ?" "Yes, answer it.

Tell him your situation." "I shall not tell him all my feelings." Jane answered that she had enjoyed his company much; she had seen nothing offensive in his manner or appearance; that she was under no obligations which forbade her receiving letters from him as a friend and acquaintance.

George was puzzled by the reply.

He wrote to Aunt Abby, and from her learned all.