But yet she struggled to be triumphant. The tidings were first brought to her by her servant, and then she at once sat down to write him a word or two of congratulation. But she found the task more difficult than she had expected, and she gave it up. She had written no word to him since the day on which he had left her almost in anger, and now she did not know how she was to address him. "I will wait till he comes," she said, putting away from her the paper and pens. "It will be easier to speak than to write." But she wrote to Kate, and contrived to put some note of triumph into her letter. Kate had written to her at length, filling her sheet with a loud pan of sincere rejoicing. To Kate, down in Westmoreland, it had seemed that her brother had already done everything. He had already tied Fortune to his chariot wheels. 
When the news was first brought to her, she sat down at once to write him a word of congratulation. But she found the task more difficult than she had expected, and gave it up. She did not know how to address him.
"I will wait till he comes," she said. "It will be easier to speak than to write." But she wrote to Kate, and managed to put some note of triumph into her letter. Kate had written to her at length, with sincere rejoicing. To Kate in Westmorland, it seemed that her brother had already done everything. 