And he calculated somewhat on the diversion he would find in building a home for the woman he so dearly loved.
Then the parting came, and John with tears and misgivings sent his darling into the unknown world of London.

It was a great trial to him; fears and doubts and sad forebodings gave him tragic hours.

It was a new kind of loneliness that he felt; nothing like it had ever come to him before.
"My food has lost all flavor," he said to his mother, "and I cannot get any good sleep.

I am very unhappy." "Well, my dear," she answered, "if you don't turn your suffering into some sort of gain, you'll be a great loser.

But if you turn it into patience or good hope or good temper you will make gain out of it.