How good it will be! You must come close under my arm, and tell me every little thing.

I feel so much better now that we have broken into the last week, and are on the home stretch.

We have broken the backbone of the long absence, and, the first thing you know, I'll be telephoning to have you meet me at White Plains.
This is me sewing up a hole in my breeches.

The socks are drying on the line, my rubber bath is on the right.

I am now going to Canada.
But I'll be back in half an hour; it's only 200 yards distant.