|My dear Theodora:--
This is a line extra, written on receipt of yours, which was most
welcome. I feared something had gone wrong with my little methodical
girl.
Do not keep strictly to your Dominical letter just now--write any day
that you can. Tell me everything that is happening to you--you must, and
ought. Nothing must occur to you or yours that I do not know. You are
mine.
Your last letter I do not answer in detail till the next shall come: not
exactly from press of business; I would make time if I had it not; but
from various other reasons, which you shall have by-and-by.
Give me, if you remember it, the address of the person with whom Sarah
Enfield is lodging. I suspect she is a woman of whom, by the desire
of her nearest relative, I have been in search of for some time. But,
should you have forgotten, do not trouble your sister about this. I will
find out all I wish to learn some other way. Never apologise for, or
hesitate at, writing to me about your family--all that is yours is mine.
Keep your heart up about your sister Penelope: she is a good woman, and
all that befals her will be for her good. Love her, and be patient with
her continually. All your love for her and the rest takes nothing from
what is mine, but adds thereto.
Let me hear soon what is passing at Rockmount. I cannot come to you, and
help you--would I could! My love! my love!
Max Urquhart.
There is little or nothing to say of myself this week, and what there
was you heard yesterday.