Many of your ideas are quite contrary to those generally entertained by several with whom you may associate; and I sometimes dread that by their unchecked expression, or the avowed determination never to think as your companions do--that you hate such confined ideas, or some such thing, which," and she smiled, "if I know my Emmeline rightly, is not at all unlikely--you may be exposing yourself to suspicion and dislike.

I feel quite sure you never will wilfully offend, or that you will really deserve such censure; all I wish is that you will be a little more guarded and controlled in your intercourse with strangers here, than you ever were in the happy halls of Oakwood." I did not answer, my dear Mary; for I do not know why, but there was something in her words that caused my eyes to fill with tears.

I think it was because it seemed such a painful task to maintain such a continued control over my words and feelings, and mamma as usual divined the cause of my sadness, even before I could define it myself.
"Do not look so very sad, my sweet girl," she said so fondly, that like a simpleton I cried the more.

"I do not wish to see you changed, however different you may be to others.

I do not wish to chill one feeling in this affectionate little heart, nor check one burst of enthusiasm.