Let it be Lady Ongar again.

I can understand that it will be better." As she spoke she walked away from him across the room, and he followed her.
"Are you angry ?" he asked her.
"No, Harry; not angry.

How should I be angry with you who alone are left to me of my old friends?
But, Harry, you must think for me, and spare me in my difficulty." "Spare you, Julia ?" "Yes, Harry, spare me; you must be good to me and considerate, and make yourself like a brother to me.

But people will know you are not a brother, and you must remember all that for my sake.

But you must not leave me or desert me.