Did you think i would not know it was david. Why, bless your dear, silly
heart, i told him some of those stories myself. But how does he get a
chance to write them. Is he back on this side. Or is he invalided. Or
what. Tell me. I want to know about him. You do not have to worry about
mywell, my infatuation for him, any more. He was a pretty boy, though,
wasnt he. But i have seen too many of that kind in the picture game.
Im spoiled for them. How i would love to smear some of their pretty,
smirky faces. They give me a queer feeling in my breakfast. Excuse me i
forgot i was a lady. But dont say pretty to me any more. Im through.