But how often Fate withholds from us her seeming promises!).

It might be a bond between us, my dear boy, if you will take that day for your birthday too.
Pray humour me in this; for indeed your going has left a void which I cannot fill, and perhaps do not wish to, except with thoughts of you.

I trust there used to be no _partiality_; but for some reason you were dearer to me than the others; and I feel as if God, in His mysterious way, sent you into my life _with meaning_.

Do you think that Mr.Trapp, if you asked him politely (and I trust you have not forgotten your politeness), would permit you to meet me at 5 p.m.

on Wednesday, in Mr.
Tucker's Bun Shop, in Bedford Street, to celebrate your birthday with an affectionate friend?
Such ever is," "Amelia Plinlimmon." "Oh, very well," said Mr.Trapp when I showed him the letter and put my request; "only don't let her swell you out of shape.