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thrilling to hear you say that you would love me
twice as much when I come home. And you said
I must do the same! Darling one, can you doubt
it? And you have spoken of a second honeymoon.
Oh sweetheart. I often allow my mind to dwell on
this, - I am doing now - and the exhilaration and joy
and happiness is almost more than I can bear to
think of. I can't imagine myself ever stopping talking
to you, listening to you, & kissing you, and eating
you & loving you. When once you are in my arms
again, & I am in yours - I shall not be able
to let go. It will be glorious Heaven. Its too much
to think of, darling - I'm sitting here now, shaking
my head, & groaning aloud, talking to myself, and to
your pictures. When, when, when, will it be?

I have just had supper in my bedroom - brought down
for me by [Chainatzki] from the Mess. This is a new
departure, which I shall certainly continue. I finish my
evening's work - undress & have a hot bath - & then
change into flannel trousers, civilian shirt etc. And
here your pair of new grey socks came in so useful
It was clever of you darling - not to knit khaki. The
grey ones are exactly wat I needed - & your
interpretation of tropical khaki, as a pastel shade of
orange - or janquil - was brilliant - and admirably
suited to my slightly shi-shi taste in clothes. I love
myself in them. I have got the ingredients for
a gin and French down here - & so I have