I'm afraid that you must have found her so." "If she could get away---" he began.
"Ah! if we could all get away! If only we could! But we have talked of that before.

It is quite impossible.

And, even if we could (and how glad I should be!), I do not know that it would help mother.

It is Rupert that is breaking her heart!" "Rupert!" For answer to his exclamation she cried to him with all the pent-up suffering and loneliness of the last weeks in her voice-- "Ah, Mr.Dune, help me! I shall go mad if something doesn't happen; every day it is worse and I can't grapple with it.

I'm not up to it.
If only they'd speak out! but it's this silence!" She seemed to pull herself together and went on more quietly: "You know that Rupert and I have been everything to one another all our lives.