I love my mother so much--I always think of her in the present--that I cannot think of her as dead.

There is a tie between anyone else who loved her and myself.

I tried to let Mr.
Trent see that I liked him, and it pleased him so much that I could see his liking for me growing greater.

Before we parted he told me that he was going to give up business.

He must have understood how disappointed I was--for how could I ever get along at all without him ?--for he said, as he laid a hand quite affectionately, I thought--on my shoulder: "I shall have one client, though, whose business I always hope to keep, and for whom I shall be always whilst I live glad to act--if he will have me." I did not care to speak as I took his hand.