Dear Mrs. Turner;
I am sure it is as much a surprise to me as it is to you that I have put pen to paper to contact you after our last meeting. There is much that could be said, but let us, in the interest of friendship, let it remain unwritten for now.
By some stroke of luck, I encountered Mr. Gibbs this morning here in Tortuga. The story of how I came to be here, resupplying a privateer's ship, is long and would be a digression from the point of this letter. Rest assured I am safe and hope you are the same.
I write to you because I feel we can be of some assistance to each other in a matter that has recently come to my attention. Gibbs was quite close-mouthed, but he did give me some small information about your circumstance. To be a woman alone, with a small child, cannot be easy for you. I find myself in the equally difficult situation of having assumed guardianship of a young woman in need of a reputable position.
Meeting Gibbs was a stroke of fortune, to be sure. Otherwise I might have had to spend much of my time and resources locating you. If you feel you can trust me, as you once did, perhaps you will send me news of your whereabouts. Old habits die hard, I suppose, and my mind would be greatly eased if I could check on your well-being from time to time. But again, I digress.
Gibbs has agreed to escort my young charge to you, and has provided me assurances as to her safety. I am sending the girl to you in the hopes that your better nature and your compassion will outweigh your pride and reluctance to accept aid from such as myself. She is a good girl and I believe her to be hard-working and dependable. Let her be of assistance in whatever ways you deem best for you both.
Please, Elizabeth, if I may be so informal as to use your given name as I once did, take the girl in, if not for the help she can lend you, then as a favor to an old friend.
Yours Truly,
Captain James Norrington