I don't want you to find me here; you might persuade me to come back to you, and I know it would be for the misery of both of us.

What was I saying ?--oh, the money--Well, last night, a cousin of mine, from Keswick, perhaps you remember him--Freddie Tolson--came to see me.

Father sent him.

You didn't believe what I told you about father--you thought I was making up.

You'll be sorry, I think, when you read this, for by now, most likely, father has passed away.
Freddie told me the doctor had given him up, and he was very near going.