be a good thing.

"You must persevere, my dear. It will do yourself good, if no other
good comes of it," said she.

"But other good is sure to come of it, Jane. Do not such things get
printed, and of course the writer is paid for them? I can write
so fast; and now I know some of the real trials of life, I can speak
from experience."

"And you are the type of the bulk of the poetry-reading public," said
Jane thoughtfully. "The lady readers, I mean; generous, impulsive, and
romantic; you ought to know what will suit the public taste. I wish you
all success. But I have failed in my object, and have been advised to
go to Edinburgh. You saw I had a letter this morning from Mr. Hogarth,
with an invitation for both of us to come and live at his house, and
look about us. You would not like to go?"

"No, Jane, I would far rather stay here and write; but it would be
uncomfortable for you to go by yourself. I will go, if you very much
wish it."

"No, my dear, if you think this writing is to be your vocation, it is
not necessary for you to look for a situation, and I do not mind going
by myself, only I feared you would be unhappy alone."

"I will be quite happy. I must have something better than this
done while you are away."

"I must write to my cousin, accepting the invitation, and telling him