Cheltenham. Nov. 4. 1872.
My dear Sophy,
You have come to the right decision without a doubt. Probably they were sharp upon you, but to prove injustice in an examiner is a hopeless task. They are evidently very bitter, and apparently not scrupulous; but to my mind that was not the point; for, in writing to you[[110]] I had only to consider what was the wise course for you; and it seemed to be exactly what I advised and what you have done.
I am very sorry, and so is Hetty, for the mishap and the loss of time: but you can turn it to benefit: and all’s well that ends well, as your cause will end certainly.
Your affectionate brother,
T. W. J.-B.”
“The Elms.
Monday, 4th November.
My precious Darling,
I am not all surprised, and so glad to hear that there is another opportunity in April. I had said I had no doubt they would floor you if they could. Your mind and time have been so engrossed that you cannot be very angry with yourself. I quite think I have felt for you more than you have for yourself....”