3/20 But she is safe, thanks to you, who but for you would now be gone. My head is still weak from that blow--you must pay no attention to me. I think that I hear Stella coming; you will say nothing to her--about that song, I mean--will you? Of Mr.Fregelius he was soon able to form an estimate distinct enough, although, for aught he knew, it might be erroneous. The clergyman struck him as a person of some abilities who had been doomed to much disappointment and suffered from many sorrows. |