Everybody thought badly of me; the doctors spoke very strongly; and even Papa made no objection when Aunt Pattie asked me to come to Rome.

I came to Rome in a strange state--as one looks at things and loves them, for the last time, before a journey.

And then--well, then it all began!--new life for me, new health.

The only happiness--except for the child--that had ever come my way.

I know--oh! I don't deceive myself--I know it was not the same to Edward as to me.