She set out again upon her travels through the house, turning over articles, known to her from her childhood, with a sort of caressing reluctance to leave them--old-fashioned, worn and shabby, as they might be. But she hardly spoke again; and Dixon's report to Mrs. Shaw was, that "she doubted whether Miss Hale heard a word of what she said, though she talked the whole time, in order to divert her intention." The consequence of her being on her feet all day was excessive bodily weariness in the evening, and a better night's rest than she had had since she heard of Mr. Hale's death.
At breakfast time the next day, she expressed her wish to go and bid one or two friends good-bye. Mrs. Shaw objected:
"I am sure, my dear, you can have no friends here with whom you are sufficiently intimate to justify you in calling upon them so soon; before you have been at church."
"But to-day is my only day; if Captain Lennox comes this after noon, and if we must--if I must really go to-morrow----"

She set out again upon her travels through the house, turning over familiar articles with a sort of caressing reluctance to leave them - shabby though they might be. But in the evening she was excessively weary.
At breakfast time the next day, she expressed her wish to bid one or two friends good-bye.
'Today is my only day; if Captain Lennox comes this afternoon, and if we must really go tomorrow-'
