You're prettier than ever, Edith; sweeter than ever.

What a time I had away.

It got worse and worse.' 'Dear Aylmer!' 'You're far too good and kind to me.

But I _have_ suffered--awfully.' 'So have I, since this morning.

I felt--' 'What did you feel?
Tell me!' 'Must I ?' 'Yes!' 'I felt, when I saw you with her, as if I hadn't got a friend in the world.