What if you paid me a short visit? Without committing either of us--you
understand? Just a brief, friendly meeting to refresh our pleasant and
unpleasant memories?
I am dying for somebody to speak to, and who could I ask better than
yourself?
But, just to please me, come without saying a word to anyone. Nobody
need know that you are on a visit to your former wife, need they? We are
free to follow our own fancies, but there is no need to set people
gossiping.
Who knows whether the time may not come when I may take my revenge and
keep the promise I made you the last evening we spent together? When two
people have lived together as long as we have, separation is a mere
figure of speech. People do not separate after twenty-two years of
married life, even if each goes a different road for a time.
But why talk of the future. The present concerns us more nearly, and
interests me far more.
Come, then, dear friend, and I will give you such a welcome that you
will not regret the journey.
* * * * *
Joergen Malthe paid me a flying visit last week. Business brought him
into the neighbourhood, and he called unexpectedly and spent an hour
with me.