_My dearest Bertha,--Sorry I haven’t answered yours of 25th inst. before, but I’ve been up to my eyes in work. You wouldn’t think there could be so much to do on a farm at this time of year, unless you saw it with your own eyes. I can’t possibly get away to Paris, and besides I can’t stomach the French. I don’t want to see their capital, and when I want a holiday, London’s good enough for me. You’d better come back here, people are asking after you, and the place seems all topsy-turvy without you. Love to Aunt P.--In haste, your affectionate husband,_ _E. CRADDOCK._ _41 Rue des Ecoliers, Paris, June 1._ _My dearest, dearest Eddie,--You don’t know how disappointed I was to get your letter and how I longed for it. Whatever you do, don’t keep me waiting so long for an answer. I imagined all sorts of things--that you were ill or dying. I was on the point of wiring. I want you to promise me that if you are ever ill, you will let me know. If you want me urgently I shall be pleased to come. But do not think that I can ever come back to Court Leys for good. Sometimes I feel ill and weak and I long for you, but I know I must not give way. I’m sure, for your good as well as for mine, I must never risk the unhappiness of our old life again. It was too degrading. With firm mind and the utmost resolution I swear that I will never, never return to Court Leys.--Your affectionate and loving wife,_ _BERTHA._ TELEGRAM _Gare du Nord, 9.50 a.m., June 2. Craddock, Court Leys, Blackstable. Arriving 7.25 to-night.--BERTHA._ _41 Rue des Ecoliers, Paris._