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Dear, I hate to ask this of you. But I have no one else to turn to - Mary-Lou is a dear, but she will persist in being poisoned by Bill's horrid suspicions! I could cry when she looks all worried and reproachful - but you trust me, don't you, dear?
We're both marked out for, well, greater things, you and I. You through your voice, and I through my looks. I could be your patron, Mavis - imagine that! I'd be so proud. You were so lovely as the Prince, with your hair shining under the lights. I was quite jealous to see you there with little Mary-Lou.
Adric will be waiting for me on the path behind the stables, just after midnight. I daren't go, not even with Mam'zelle snoring safely beside me. If I were expelled again it would be the end of everything. It would be entirely different if it was, well, too late, but that beastly Bill ruined it all.
I tried to write a letter to him - but I'm no hand at that kind of thing. Noys - men, I suppose - are frightening that way. I wish it was possible sometimes to just marry our friends. It would all be too simply sweet for words - but it's impossible, and certain people had better realise that.
Just - just tell him, I'm fine, and that I'll wait forever and please please to wait for me and not be bored with me. Promise him you'll be our in between.
Tell me everything he says to you.
Mavis, I'll be so terribly grateful there's so words. I'll love you forever for this.
All the love and kisses in the world,
your Daphne
We're both marked out for, well, greater things, you and I. You through your voice, and I through my looks. I could be your patron, Mavis - imagine that! I'd be so proud. You were so lovely as the Prince, with your hair shining under the lights. I was quite jealous to see you there with little Mary-Lou.
Adric will be waiting for me on the path behind the stables, just after midnight. I daren't go, not even with Mam'zelle snoring safely beside me. If I were expelled again it would be the end of everything. It would be entirely different if it was, well, too late, but that beastly Bill ruined it all.
I tried to write a letter to him - but I'm no hand at that kind of thing. Noys - men, I suppose - are frightening that way. I wish it was possible sometimes to just marry our friends. It would all be too simply sweet for words - but it's impossible, and certain people had better realise that.
Just - just tell him, I'm fine, and that I'll wait forever and please please to wait for me and not be bored with me. Promise him you'll be our in between.
Tell me everything he says to you.
Mavis, I'll be so terribly grateful there's so words. I'll love you forever for this.
All the love and kisses in the world,
your Daphne