Also I had no voice to sing, and after all the money and time that have been spent upon them, I must keep up my playing and singing, since, perhaps, in the future if my father's health should fail, as it often threatens to do, they may be our only means of livelihood.

NO, I shall try no more; I will stop while there is yet time, while I am still my own mistress and have the strength to deny me this awful joy.

But I have seen! I have seen, and I am thankful, who shall never doubt again.

Yet the world, and those who tread it, can never more be quite the same to me, and that is not wholesome.

This is the price which must be paid for vision of that which we were not meant to touch, to taste, to handle." After this, for some years--until it was decided, indeed, that they should move to Monksland--there was little of startling interest in the diary.