Aug 28, 2005 19:29
My dear Sir has given me the loveliest thing! It is a dainty handkerchief with tiny rosebuds embroidered on it. I think it the most beautiful thing I have ever held in my hand. I shall keep it with my button that he gave me when we first met. And when I feel lonely or sad or particularly sick, I shall take them both out and feel oh, so better!
And I think him the nicest man I have ever yet to meet. He hugged me, and though my face felt very warm, I did not feel as if I might faint from nerves and fear like I do when other boys are near. And I think--no, I shouldn't say it!--but I think he understands me like only perhaps Jo does. How much I like him! I hope he will continue to speak with me, though I'm quiet and awed by him.