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Chapter 44

           

           Butpleasewriteme,dear,rightaway,orifyouwon’tdothatcallmeupsureto-morrow,becauseIjustcan’trestonesingleminuteuntilIdohearfromyou.

           YourmiserableROBERTA.

           P.S.:Thisisahorridletter,butIjustcan’twriteabetterone.I’msoblue.

           ButthedaythisletterarrivedinLycurgusClydewasnottheretoansweritatonce.Andbecauseofthat,Robertabeinginthedarkestandmosthystericalmoodandthought,satdownonSaturdayafternoonand,half-convincedasshewasthathemightalreadyhavedepartedforsomedistantpointwithoutanywordtoher,almostshriekedorscreamed,ifoneweretoproperlycharacterizethemoodthatanimatedthefollowing:

           Biltz,Saturday,June14th.

           MYDEARCLYDE:

           IamwritingtotellyouthatIamcomingbacktoLycurgus.Isimplycan’tstayhereanylonger.MammaworriesandwonderswhyIcrysomuch,andIamjustaboutsick.IknowIpromisedtostayuntilthe25thor26th,butthenyousaidyouwouldwriteme,butyouneverhaveonlyanoccasionaltelephonemessagewhenIamalmostcrazy.Iwokeupthismorningandcouldn’thelpcryingrightawayandthisafternoonmyheadacheisdreadful.

           I’msoafraidyouwon’tcomeandI’msofrightened,dear.Pleasecomeandtakemeawaysomeplace,anywhere,soIcangetoutofhereandnotworrylikeIdo.

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