"There is no comfort now, I believe, in anything.

It is long since I knew any comfort; not since Julia went." "Have you written to Julia ?" "No; I have written to no one.

I cannot write.

I feel as though if it were to bring him back again I could not write of it.

My boy! my boy! my boy!" But still there was not a tear in her eye.
"I will write to Julia," said Mrs.Clavering; "and I will read to you my letter." "No, do not read it me.