But how on earth shall I ever manage to go so far away, Lydia?
To think of being so far from Hollywood almost breaks my heart, and yet what can I do ?" Mrs.Peyton's loving gaze enfolded not only her visitor, but the house and the dreamy garden where frost was already blighting the flowers.
"I understand your feeling, of course, Fanny," she said, "but you must think of Gabriella.

How different it will be for her if her mother is with her.

I shall miss you every minute, but for the sake of that splendid child of yours, I must not allow myself to be sorry." If Mrs.Carr's features could have lost the fixed impression of a lifetime, they would have appeared almost cheerful while her old friend held her hand and gazed benignly upon her; but so relaxed had the muscles of her face become that, even when her spirits rose, her countenance did not alter, and the flicker of light in her smile only served to illumine its profound melancholy.
"I try to think of Gabriella," she answered, "but I oughtn't to forget poor Jane.

Whenever I remember her, I begin to reproach myself." "Don't reproach yourself, Fanny.

There is nothing on earth for which you can justly be blamed.