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His cold is quite gone, and he has taken advantage of the opportunity to grow still fatter; as to his activities, there's no end to them. His nurse and I agree that he doesn't remain quiet a moment in the day.... Now the love of nephews can't bear any more, Sarianna, can it? Only your father will take my part and say that it isn't tedious beyond pardoning.
. . . We enjoyed Croisic increasingly to the last spite of three weeks' vile weather, in striking contrast to the golden months at Pornic last year. I often went to Guerande once Sarianna and I walked from it in two hours and something under, nine miles: though from our house, straight over the sands and sea, it is not half the distance. . . . In 1867 Mr.
Dearest Sarianna, it will do you infinite good to come over to us every now and then you want change, absolute change of scene and air and climate, I am confident; and you never will be right till you have had it. We talk, Robert and I, of carrying you back with us to Rome next year as an English trophy. Meanwhile you will see Wiedeman, you and dear Mr. Browning.
I am only afraid, not that you will find anything too 'learned, as you suggest, but a good many things too careless, I was going to say, only Robert, with various deep sighs for 'his poor Sarianna, devoted himself during several days to rearranging my arrangements, and simplifying my complications. It was the old story of Order and Disorder over again.
He writes again from St.-Aubin, August 19, 1870: 'Dearest Isa, Your letter came prosperously to this little wild place, where we have been, Sarianna and myself, just a week. Milsand lives in a cottage with a nice bit of garden, two steps off, and we occupy another of the most primitive kind on the sea-shore which shore is a good sandy stretch for miles and miles on either side.
They themselves are not behind but before, and we carry with us our tenderness living and undiminished towards them, to be completed when the round of this life is complete for us also. Dearest Sarianna, why do I say such things, but because I have known what grief is? Oh, and how I could have compounded with you, grief for grief, mine for yours, for I had no last words nor gestures, Sarianna.
Dearest Sarianna, I feel so in the quick of my heart how you must feel, that I scarcely have courage to entreat you to go out and take the necessary air and exercise, and yet that is a duty, clear as other duties, and to be discharged like others by you, as fully, and with as little shrinking of the will. If your health should suffer, what grief upon grief to those who grieve already!
Robert naturally shrinks from the idea of going to New Cross under the circumstances of dreary change, and for his sake England has grown suddenly to me a land of clouds. Still, to see you and his father, and to be some little comfort to you both, would be the best consolation to him, I am very sure; and so, dearest Sarianna, think of us and speak to us. Could not your father get a long vacation?
Thank you, dear Sarianna. Robert will have told you our schemes, and how we are going to work, and are to love you near for the future, I hope. You, who are wise, will approve of us, I think, for keeping on our Florentine apartment, so as to run no more risk than is necessary in making the Paris experiment.
We are delighted just now with it. I must say to my dearest Sarianna how delighted we are at the thought of seeing her in Florence. I wish it had been before the autumn, but since autumn is decided for we must be content to reap our golden harvest at the time for such things.
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