8/28 I cannot wait to see her till I am strong enough to travel. Why should she not come to me here? Write to her, Gilbert; tell her how I languish for her presence; tell her how ill I have been." "Yes; I will write by and by." "By and by! Your tone tells me that you do not mean what you say. There is something you are keeping from me. O, my God, what was that happened before I was ill? |