He and She #247690

No, my dear jean, we are not as near hating you as you make out, and it was very wrong of you to sit up till three o'clock in the morning writing to me those six pages of reproaches which I do not'deserve. No, you will never discover in my heart anything at all like'hate. Drive right away those evil thoughts which griefand insomnia have instilled' into your mind. Have patience, 'wait for a little while, and you will recognize that in me you have a loving sist'era'nd' an affectionate mother. Good God. I no.