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Noas very hard for me to meet Faustina St Clair, and

bear the supercilious air of confident triuarded me I think nobody could have observed this or read

it but ht

and inappreciable for anything but the tension of my own heart

to feel I always felt it, whenever ere in coh I always said at such times, "Christian

cannot love her," - when I was at home and alone, the shadow

of doubt and jealousy ca withers

in that shadoorow a diseased and sickly thing,to this in ht hts - I could not co and praying Two

things were before ht be so but trust would have

done honour to Mr Thorold or to ht it was

untrue But suppose it were not, - suppose that the joy of one, passed over to another; who had done it? By

whose as my life stripped? The false faith or the

weakness of friend or eneht thus, if it