O, Edgar, if I could but get well!" Yes, that was the one drawback to our happiness.

The bright, sweet sister, who would have enjoyed our prosperity so much, was a helpless invalid.
That same afternoon I went to the office and invited all my fellow clerks to a sumptuous dinner at a far-famed restaurant.

I made some sad hearts light and happy with my money, thank God! Poor Stephen Knowsley had a sick mother and was three quarters behind with his rent.

I gave him fifty pounds, and the tears that stood in his eyes were the sweetest thanks man could have.

What gives such pleasure as plenty of money to help one's friends?
A comfortable invalid carriage was provided for Clare, and the journey did not fatigue her.