"Why, Mina, have I been asleep! Oh, do forgive me for being so
rude. Come, and we'll have a cup of tea somewhere."
He had evidently forgotten all about the dark stranger, as in
his illness he had forgotten all that this episode had reminded him
of. I don't like this lapsing into forgetfulness. It may make or
continue some injury to the brain. I must not ask him, for fear I
shall do more harm than good, but I must somehow learn the facts of
his journey abroad. The time is come, I fear, when I must open the
parcel, and know what is written. Oh, Jonathan, you will, I know,
forgive me if I do wrong, but it is for your own dear sake.
Later.—A sad home-coming in every way, the house empty of the
dear soul who was so good to us. Jonathan still pale and dizzy
under a slight relapse of
