So we resolve on letting them both go together.

When she returns, ten days or a fortnight after, we shall have to think of going to Paris again; indeed Robert begins to be nervous about me--which is nonsense, but natural enough perhaps.
In regard to Colwall, you are both, my very dear friends, the kindest that you can be.

Ah, but dearest, dearest Mrs.Martin, you can _understand_, with the same kindness that you use to me in other things.
There is only one event in my life which never loses its bitterness; which comes back on me like a retreating wave, going and coming again, which was and _is my grief--I never had but one brother who loved and comprehended me_.

And so there is just one thought which would be unbearable if I went into your neighbourhood; and you won't set it down, I am sure, as unpardonable weakness, much less as affectation, if I confess to you that I _never could bear it_.

The past would be too strong for me.