I have so long been used to think of you almost as a mother, that I feel as if I had a kind of right to your confidence; and I cannot imagine any trouble in which you would be better without friends than with them." "Sometimes," she answered, "it is part of our penalty to suffer alone.
Hitherto I have done so.

No, Maurice, though you could scarcely be dearer to me if you were my son, I cannot tell even you, at present, what I fear." "At present?
But you will, later ?" "Later, perhaps.

Certainly, if ever we meet again." "Which we shall do.

You do not mean that you would not let me know where you go ?" "Perhaps I ought to mean it." "It would be useless.

Whenever you go I shall find you.