November 24.
Dear Gordon:
Judy has gone back to town, and is sailing next week for Jamaica, where
she is to make her headquarters while Jervis cruises about adjacent
waters on these entertaining new ventures of his. Couldn't you engage in
traffic in the South Seas? I think I'd feel pleasanter about leaving my
asylum if you had something romantic and adventurous to offer instead.
And think how beautiful you'd be in those white linen clothes! I really
believe I might be able to stay in love with a man quite permanently if
he always dressed in white.
You can't imagine how I miss Judy. Her absence leaves a dreadful hole in
my afternoons. Can't you run up for a week end soon? I think the sight
of you would be very cheering, and I'm feeling awfully down of late.
You know, my dear Gordon, I like you much better when you're right here
before my eyes than when I merely think about you from a distance. I
believe you must have a sort of hypnotic influence. Occasionally, after
you've been away a long time, your spell wears a little thin. But when I
see you, it all comes back. You've been away now a long, long time; so,
please come fast and bewitch me over again!