Dear Jeanne, I could not possibly speak more honestly than I have done, therefore I beg you, I entreat you, not to imagine anything different! For the present I am not thinking of going to Belgium.

I may possibly go there for a short time, later on.

My kind regards to your brother.

I should like to know if he has sent the old priest and the young woman to Formalhaut at last! I myself sometimes think of his Formalhaut! Tell him that if you and he come to Rome this winter, we will make music together.

Good-bye I embrace you! BENEDETTO TO DON CLEMENTE _( Never sent)_ _Padre mio_, the Lord has departed from my soul, not, indeed, giving me up to sin, but He has taken from me all sense of His presence, and the despairing cry of Jesus Christ on the cross thrills, at times, through my whole being.