_New York,
January._
Your photograph is beside me, and I have kissed it so many times today
and every day that it would be quite worn out if it weren’t for the
glass in front. The separation has made my love for you grow stronger
and finer, and shows me clearly that it is you and you only I love and
want. The weeks since we became engaged have found me very happy in
the knowledge that there was someone who would always take care of me,
someone whom I would look up to and respect. I am behaving so well for
me that soon I shall no longer be known as Polly the Pagan.
I was very sorry to hear of Lord Ronald Charlton’s death, for I know
you must miss him greatly. So you have sent in your resignation.
Splendid! I shall expect you shortly. Cable me when you leave.
Auntie says I ought not to announce my engagement here until you can
set a definite date to return. Won’t you do that for me?
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