Reply to a love letter

Taken from the same book as below.


My dearest Danny,

Mummy is giving me some real old-fashioned looks over the breakfast table these days, and the postman is getting downright cheeky. Daddy goes on reading the paper and pretends not to notice - he is a dear - but I'm expecting him to ask you any moment now if your intentions are honourable. You have been warned!

I hate to think of you sticking at your desk with only old Smith to keep you company. You poor dear - but you aren't the only one you know. My desk isn't any more delightful than yours, and my old Jones is just as much a stick-in-the-mud as your old Smithy. But he did remark what a nice brooch I was wearing this morning. "Is it a new one, Miss Taylor?" he asked in that dry way of his - and he was dying to know who had given it to me.

Danny, dearest, I"m just as fed up waiting for the weekend as you are, but I feel a lot better when I get your letters. I've got quite a bundle now, and they've all been read scores of times.

You know I'm not very good at expressing my feelings, especially in letters - but you do know that I love you, don't you Danny? Because I do - oh, terribly.

Your own,
Joan.