Jane glanced toward her sister. She was gazing out of the window, perhaps in a reverie of her own. Jane spoke tenderly. "Cassandra? Is there something wrong, dear?" Her sister looked up with tear filled eyes. My word, Jane thought. She had not even noticed her sister crying. "What is it?" Cassandra softly replied. "I am just missing my Robert. That is all. He would have loved to visit London." "Oh Cassandra, I am so sorry. Here I have been focused so much on myself that I have acted with complete disregard for your feelings." Jane felt a pang of guilt. "No, sister. Really I will be fine in time." She gave a bit of a smile. Her dear sister was so courageous, and warm. She was always doting on Jane, never herself. Perhaps she would find happiness one day, as well. Perhaps even in London.

Jane lay back in her seat, arms folded. Her eyes becoming heavy, she looked out of the coach window, toward the countryside. I should like it very much if Tom were to visit me here again. For she could not live anywhere else. She was sure that the city was delightful in it's own way, but she took much inspiration from the grassy rolling hills and lush green forests. She could gaze from her window and find inspiration even in a mere flower. Not having much rest the night before, Jane drifted off to sleep.




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