You know we all have our fate.

Do you know what I used to think mine would he?
I feared madness; my poor father--But I shall not fear that now; I have gone through too much; my mind has borne it.

But I must have rest, and I can only rest if I know that you are helping me.

You promise ?' 'I will do my best, dear.' 'And your best is best indeed, aunt.

You will go to Mrs.Birks and tell her where I am?
The sooner you speak to her the better.