ABSTRACT
ROSE OTWAY ran up to her room and locked the door. She had fled there to read her first love-letter.
‘MY DARLING ROSE, – This is only to tell you that I love you. I have been writing letters to you in my heart ever since I went away. But this is the first moment I have been able to put one down on paper. Father and mother never leave me – that sounds absurd, but it’s true. If father isn’t there, then mother is. Mother comes into my room after I am in bed, and tucks me up, just as she used to do when I was a little boy.
‘It’s a great rush, for what I have so longed for is going to happen, so you must not be surprised if you do not have another letter from me for some time. But you will know, my darling love, that I am thinking of you all the time. I am so happy, Rose – I feel as if God has given me everything I ever wanted all at once.
‘Your own devoted ‘JERVIS.’