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was it that I did not, could not-break out of my wits and come out here with her- I thought I had counted the cost and should never regret my decisions- but alas one can't know what ? hour they will best be satisfied with themselves- Does she yet live? Does she look into my heart?- If our confident she felt that she would___ But, I, nor none of us, can do, any more her happiness-unless she does live & see & feel with us-& may each & all of us so live & so act& so speak & feel to each other-that she may rejoice in that realm we know not of that she may be happy in us- though we are not permitted positively to know her knowledge & presence with us