Polly, my woman, if he is still bothering you, let me know at once. It has been my joy hitherto to share your troubles; henceforth it is my privilege to take them on two uncrushable shoulders.
At the drop of your hat I'll even meet him in your flat any night you say, and we'll all compete for the consequences.
I. s. y. s. r. r. (You have long since learned what that means.)
Your man,
BEN D.
POLLY BOLES TO BEN DOOLITTLE
July 15.
DEAREST BEN:
You need not give another thought to Dr. Mullen. He does not annoy me any more. He can drop finally out of our correspondence.
Not an hour these days but my thoughts hover about you. Never so vividly as now does there rise before me the whole picture of our past—of all these years together. And I am ever thinking of the day to which we both look forward as the one on which our paths promise to blend and our lives are pledged to meet.
Your devoted
POLLY.