On the whole, I'm glad, though I know how you'll miss each other.

But I'm sorriest for your mother.

Yes, yes, I'm sorry for her.
You must try to make it up to her, dear child.

I think just that, above all things, would make me fear to be a mother.

One can do without children," and there was a certain implication in the conversational atmosphere that children of the name of Williamson had been mercifully spared the world; "but when once they have come into one's life, it must be terrible to see them go out again.