room, and wakes up rubbing her eyes and talking Hindustani, and then says, ‘ You have been so fast asleep, Miss Eden; I have been awake all the time, reading.’
We had a great dinner on Monday, which was rather amusing, as a Dr. played all sorts of tricks with cards in the evening, some so entirely incredible that they would have done honour to a good conjuror at home, and had great success; and he said another time, when he had been forewarned, he could have done a great many more.
Poor Rosina is so dreadfully ill. I have done nothing but cry about her all the morning; she suffers so much, and it is perhaps a mercy it is not likely to last much longer; but still for nearly six years she has been such a good affectionate old body to me. I shall miss her very much. Wright was in a sad way about her this morning, and woke me up early to say she thought her dying. I] sent her up to Barrackpore last week for change of air, and also to get her under the care of a Dr. there. Poor Rosina says, 'Dr. so nice
