Indeed, I would not write if I considered it would entail writing upon _you_.

Only believe that I tenderly regard and think of you, and always shall.

May God bless you, my dear friend! Your attached ELIZABETH B.BROWNING.
* * * * * The following letter was written at Paris during the stay there which intervened between leaving Havre and the return to Florence: * * * * * _To Miss I.Blagden_ 6 Rue de Castiglione, Place Vendome, Paris: October 2 [1858].
My dearest Isa,--I am saddened, saddened by your letter.

We both are.
Indeed, this last news from India must have struck--I know it did.
Still, to your generous nature, long regret for your dear Louisa will be impossible; and you, so given to forget yourself, will come to forget a grief which is only your own.

For she was in the world as not of it, in a painful sense; she was cut off from the cheerful, natural development of ordinary human beings; and if, as was probable, the conviction of this dreary fact had fastened on her mind, the result would have been perhaps demoralising, certainly depressing, more and more.