I have done as I proposed, and spent the last few days doing everything but
think of the predicament I have been thrown into. Now however, I feel that
although such a course of action was beneficial, I cannot hide from the
matter any longer and must now do something at least towards bringing the
whole affair to a close.
Accordingly, I have written a short note which I will have Henry deliver when he goes up to town today - I can rely on him not to betray my confidence I am sure, and besides, there is no reason for him or anyone else to question what it may contain. It took a surprising number of attempts before I managed to write anything that even came close to what I wanted to say, but finally I feel that I have done as well as I could, and it will have to do. I do not know why I am placing so much importance upon it really, I am merely being polite after all, and in all likelihood Archie is probably not even expecting to receive a reply and it was simply habit that led him to include his address in the note he gave me. I have written:
Archie,
I thank you for your kind words and also for making good the promise which you made to me at our last meeting. I hope that this letter finds you as well as it leaves me, and that you are in good health.
Ginny.
Oh dear, I was satisfied with it before, why is it now when I read over it I am no longer happy with the words I have chosen? I cannot help feeling that there is something missing, that I have been rather too cold and formal in response to his rather more flattering style. I do not usually have such trouble with matters of this sort, indeed, I can write a whole letter in the time it has taken me to compose the few words I have used in my reply to Archie. This really is most bothersome, and I can hear Henry downstairs now, I will have no time to rewrite it. I know, I will add a few words to the bottom, and we will all have to be content with that - there is no more I can do. I must leave off writing now, I do not want to miss him.
Accordingly, I have written a short note which I will have Henry deliver when he goes up to town today - I can rely on him not to betray my confidence I am sure, and besides, there is no reason for him or anyone else to question what it may contain. It took a surprising number of attempts before I managed to write anything that even came close to what I wanted to say, but finally I feel that I have done as well as I could, and it will have to do. I do not know why I am placing so much importance upon it really, I am merely being polite after all, and in all likelihood Archie is probably not even expecting to receive a reply and it was simply habit that led him to include his address in the note he gave me. I have written:
Archie,
I thank you for your kind words and also for making good the promise which you made to me at our last meeting. I hope that this letter finds you as well as it leaves me, and that you are in good health.
Ginny.
Oh dear, I was satisfied with it before, why is it now when I read over it I am no longer happy with the words I have chosen? I cannot help feeling that there is something missing, that I have been rather too cold and formal in response to his rather more flattering style. I do not usually have such trouble with matters of this sort, indeed, I can write a whole letter in the time it has taken me to compose the few words I have used in my reply to Archie. This really is most bothersome, and I can hear Henry downstairs now, I will have no time to rewrite it. I know, I will add a few words to the bottom, and we will all have to be content with that - there is no more I can do. I must leave off writing now, I do not want to miss him.