But the conditions are no longer the same.

You are as miserable as I am, and more desperate.

In your own country, where you have only distant relatives who are nothing to you, as they have not your education or ideas, desires or habits, what will become of you all alone with your 158 disappointment and regrets?
If you accept me, I will go with you; together, and loving each other, we cannot be unhappy anywhere.

When you come home fatigued you will find me with a smile; when you stay at home you will tell me your thoughts, and explain your work, and I will try to understand.

I have no fear of poverty, you know, and neither do I fear solitude.