(323) "February 20. I feel that I am getting horribly weak—I do not think this can last much longer." (324) "Well, I have no objection. What do you think of it?"
(325) "Speak of me! Speak—and often. Especially to Alexander; that he may not forget me!"
(326) "I shall speak of nothing else!"
(327) "We shall speak of nothing else! my dear!—my dear!—I shall survive only for that!"
(328) "I love her well; tell her so. And she loves me."
(329) "I do not know if this will be my last word—but it will be my last thought—our reunion."
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SECTION 27.
(1818-40)
YEARS OF WIDOWHOOD. DEATH OF MADAME D'ARBLAY'S SON. HER OWN DEATH.
(Extracts from Pocket-book Diary.)