I am sorry, dear, that you are dissatisfied with the home I have provided for you." "I am not dissatisfied with my home," said she.

"I have no desire to mix with the world, but it is necessary for you, and these separations are dreadful." His answer was: "I will write often, dearest, and I will send you quantities of new music.

I shall always be looking forward to the delight of hearing it when I return.

You must take good care of your health, for my sake.

You must go ambling about with Thistle every day." The suggestion brought up associations that overcame her at once.