For my heart--oh, rare case!--is fuller of joy than it can hold.

It brims over.

Roger is coming back.

It is February, and he has been away nearly seven months.

All minor evils and anxieties--Bobby's departure for Hong-Kong, Algy's increasing besotment about Mrs.Huntley, and consequent slight estrangement from me--( to me a very bitter thing)--Frank's continued silence as regards Barbara--all these are swallowed up in gladness.
When _he_ is back, all will come right.