It is too terrible to believe! and I cannot believe it till I find out for myself.

Where I shall go next I do not know, and feel I do not care.

My guardian has left York.

I saw him two days before I came away, and he told me then he should refuse to pay my last half-term's bill, which came to L7.

I enclose thirty shillings now--all I have; and you may depend on my sending the rest as soon as I can earn it; for I shall be miserable as long as I owe a farthing to Bolsover." Having written this dismal letter, and having posted it with its enclosure, he bade farewell to Grangerham, and wandered forth with the sympathetic Julius out on to the quiet heath, and there lay down--not to sleep, but to think..