using the last light to write to you.
I just managed to squeeze through the June examination.
would stand patiently under `M' until he was claimed. (At least, Very hard to get any news into this letter! Judy is becoming is over, Sallie and Julia and Marty Keene and Eleanor Pratt (friends
Whereas a woman--whether she is interested in babies or microbes head of! It's my favourite play at night before I go to sleep.
be sent to you by the gentleman's private secretary once a month,
written in a funny little uphill back hand (but one which shows
Do you know about that one scandalous blot in my career the time I ran
with joy, but I'm not. I'm entirely apathetic. Of course I'm glad
was a silly, foolish, irrational, quixotic, idiotic, stubborn child
we marched through the empty corridors to the officers' parlour,
The girl that left Lock Willow at dawn was a very different person from
such a book, especially any girl who was brought up in a churchyard.
of a mirror and tried on a dozen, each lovelier than the last,
in the least. But anyway, it won't do the slightest good for you