And now I shall be some weeks in Europe--I cannot tell how long, but I think the least possible will be three weeks, and the longest six.

I shall know, however, in a fortnight.

My beloved, it hurts me to stop writing--unreasonable animal that I am, for a letter must be finished in order to be posted.

I pray you, sweetheart, write me a word of comfort and strength in my journeying.

Anything sent to Baring's will reach me; you cannot know what a line from you would be to me, how I would treasure it as the most sacred of things and the most precious, until we meet.