Poor Papa seems so dull for the last two days. I hope love for his sake you will be home by the end of the week and then when you are here we will perhaps be able to persuade him to leave that house altogether. I am sure he will always feel miserable when he is in it. I hope we will be able to persuade him for I really quite dread going back to live there. I get in low spirits whenever I go up. I feel as if I could do nothing but wander from room to room and I always at last sit down and cry. It is quite impossible I can ever be happy there every thing brings back her whom I have lost to my remembrance. If I cannot keep up my spirits in this house where we were so happy how can I be while I nursed my dear mother on