It was a long letter, but a clear one.
She painted a definite and detailed picture and made distinct her chief point.
"She is afraid of me," she wrote.

"That is the first and worst obstacle.
She is actually afraid that I will do something which will only add to her trouble.

She has lived under dominion so long that she has forgotten that there are people who have no reason for fear.

Her old life seems nothing but a dream.

The first thing I must teach her is that I am to be trusted not to do futile things, and that she need neither be afraid of nor for me." After writing these sentences she found herself leaving her desk and walking up and down the room to relieve herself.