I know my lot in life; I have nothing to hope for." "Not so, Florry.

Your future life will be an active one.

Are we not dependent on our exertions for subsistence?
and does not our little school open to-morrow?
Cheer up, darling all may yet be bright.
Bury the painful remembrances of the past; believe me, peace, if not joyousness, will surely follow the discharge of your duties." "I cannot forget the past.

Had he sought my love, I could scorn him for his baseness; but it is not so, I almost wish it were.

Yet I know and feel that he loves me; and oblivion of the past is as impossible for him as, myself.